K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

The boys were in dance class and I was sitting in the waiting room visiting with one of the grandmothers. I glanced up at the t.v. monitor that allows us to spy on our dancers and saw Tizzy embracing the woman's granddaughter. At the time I didn't think much of it and we resumed our conversation.

After class, the children came out and started putting on their shoes. While pulling on his socks, Tizzy looked over at the little girl, then back at me and said, "Mama, I love her."

"Aha. I noticed you hugging her during class." I replied.

"Yes," he said dreamily.

His teacher looked up from her computer at the front desk and said, "Those two were having quite the lovefest. They were hugging and kissing... I finally had to break them up to keep them from distracting the rest of the class."

With that, the two stood up, met in the middle of the room and gently caressed each other's shoulders.

Head tilted to one side, she whispered sweetly into T's ear, "I really like you."

He leaned tenderly back toward her and replied, "I really like you too." and kissed her cheek.

At lunch that afternoon I said, "So, it seems that you and that little girl in class really  like each other."

"Oh Mama." Tizzy cried, "I love her!  –  What's her name?"

"Her name is Gigi."

"Gigi." he repeated, "Mama, she had on a shirt that said LOVE."

"Apparently he's quite impressionable." Brad concluded when I was telling him about it later that day.

The following week when we arrived at class the grandmother pulled me aside. 

"I have something funny to tell you." She said. "Last week, after class, Gigi's brother greeted her with a hug and a kiss. 'Oh, you don't have to do that.' Gigi told him. 'My boyfriend already hugged and kissed me today."