Comment by: jag

December 8, 2006 @ 10:17 am

Seeing as how my first boyfriend was the son of some of my parents’ best friends, I had full approval from Mom and Dad. I was two. It wasn’t until I hit about 17 that I brought home the bf with dyed hair, leather jacket, and bumper sticker-addled car.

I still wonder about him sometimes….

Comment by: Mrs. M

December 8, 2006 @ 12:06 pm

In head start my boyfriend put his jacket over our heads so he could kiss me….no one could see us under there you know!

Comment by: Bluegrass Mama

December 8, 2006 @ 1:47 pm

What a hoot! You are in SOOOOO much trouble, BlondMom!

Comment by: Amanda

December 8, 2006 @ 2:02 pm

Can I come to the wedding? Just sayin!!!!

Comment by: Jennifer

December 8, 2006 @ 9:32 pm

LMAO! Morgan has a boyfriend. A REAL boyfriend. She broke her daddys heart.

Comment by: Michelle

December 9, 2006 @ 2:46 am

Yea, the girls always go for the bad boys. How funny.

Comment by: Erin

December 9, 2006 @ 2:47 am

too cute! remember this to remind her when she is a teenager!!

Comment by: Oma Flinger

December 10, 2006 @ 4:22 pm

It does start early doesn’t it? You did make me laugh out loud which I needed by the way. (LOL BTW)

Comment by: Mrs. Flinger

December 10, 2006 @ 9:35 pm

Rolling my eyes at Oma’s LOL BTW

I love it. OF COURSE she’d have a boyfriend at four. Hello! She’s her mom’s daughter! (only implying that y’all are fun, great women and obviously top choices for people who know how to potty in the toilet…)

Comment by: Renee

December 10, 2006 @ 9:42 pm

Isn’t that always the way?!

Comment by: Nancy

December 13, 2006 @ 6:45 pm

I’m telling you — Mimi, Caitlin, and Mothergoosemouse’s Tacy are going to be quite the group when they get to be teenagers. Not sure if that’s a good thing or not…