He stood before her, his blue eyes shining and his face lit up with a wide grin. She turned her head to the side to peer up at him under the shadow of his baseball cap and, with the smallest smile dancing on her lips, moved towards him. Never losing sight of his adoring gaze, she slowly moved closer until--just barely--her lips met his, leaving a soft kiss on his smiling mouth.
I witnessed this very scene today...between Eric and a girl in his class. My two year old son and a little girl who just turned two.
Sometimes it's good to have boys. Or not to be the father of a girl.