I’m going to do this a little different than Mason did. Why? Because even though I know it wasn’t love now at the time I thought I was in love. With that said my first love was not the first boy I kissed.

The first time I ever kissed a boy I was in kindergarten. He was in “school” but would come to the center after. During recess we would play kiss-n-catch, and you guessed it I kissed a the boy. Granted the kiss was a pecks but it was my first kiss.

As for my first love, this happened or I thought happened when I was in fourth grade. I “dated” a boy on and off most of the year and I thought I was in love. We had a few classes together. We road the bus together. We held hands, passed notes, talked on the phone etc. You get my point. To this day I still remember his name and know he touched my little heart back in the day. He was only in my life for about a year and a half before he moved away. In fact we had talked about “dating” again right before he moved in our fifth grade year. It didn’t happen, and we never talked again once he moved.

Hope you guys are enjoying my walk down memory lane. Not sure I am. 😉