Seven minutes in heaven

My son made out with his first girl today. I am so proud. And it wasn't even at a grade-school dance.

We had a playdate with his little friend this afternoon and as they were leaving, I told Jack to say goodbye. So in addition to his regular waving, he ran across the room humming, "mmmmmmmmmm," which means he wants a kiss.

His little friend seemed game, so when he leaned in for a smoocher, she let him. He laid one on her, full-on on the lips.



Then she leaned in and gave him a huge hug.



My friend and I were dying of the cuteness and snapped some pictures. I feel like there should have been some cheesy REO Speedwagon song playing in the background, but alas, there was no time to set a mood. Although I could always have him send her a mix tape later.

I told Jack I think she might be a little fast for him, but since we are such good friends, I will reserve judgment. I also told him to be sure to keep his options open and play the field. He doesn't want to be tied down at such a young age.