Saturday, October 2

My First Crush

... happened when I was 3. Yes, that's pretty young.

I saw him tonight, and told him that I got engaged. He was happy, congradulated me twice. It was sweet. He's sweet, I think that's why I liked him in the first place.

He's not really a "dreamy" sort of guy. He's very.. ordinary. He's got a great smile. That's about all anyone could really say about him. Twinkly eyes, and a great smile. Really, that's all it ever boiled down to, for me. Those things, and a sense of humor. Oh, and he was not entirely unwilling to play "house" with me, when I was 8. Sweet guy.

He was the first boy whom I watched play video games. Sports video games, and that sucked, but it gave me an appreciation for other video games. Ones that weren't baseball oriented.

We played softball once, when I was four, and he hit a ball directly into my head. I passed out, waking up later to him and his dad standing over me, contemplating if I'd be ok. I was.

I saw his naughty bits before I knew they were naughty - behind the bushes in front of the Flaggs' house. Mom reminded me recently of how he used to drop his drawers and pee on the corner of the nearest house, when he was little. Aww.

4 comments:

B said...

I had my first crush when I was 4 or 5. I don't remeber her name, but i do remember she had this handheld Wheel of Fortune game, and we were fighting over it one day - she pulling on one end and yours truly pulling on the other. I let go of my end and the game went flying and hit her squarely in the face. Nasty black eye on that one, and a great way to start a long line of crushes.

inediblehulk said...

I had a crush when I was a little kid. She also happened to be my babysitter. If it weren't for my age and "innocence", I would have so had a sexual harassment charge. Not many "dates" went by where I wasn't trying to cop a feel under the guise of "wrestling", or barging in on her in the bathroom. I don't think she holds a grudge, though, cause I see her working at Subway pretty often, and I always get a shitload of extra cheese.

Anonymous said...

i love the "seeing the naughty bits before you knew they were naughty" i had to be @ six when i hung out with brothers. we did the "i'll show you mine if you show me yours" i remember jumping up and down on their parents bed and lifting my dress as they dropped their drawers. i guess that's how it all started. my first threesome. i think we were more worried that we'd get caught jumping on the bed!
-nick

B said...

I was probably 6 or so and I remember Melissa, the little girl from down the street and I hiding in my Grandmother's walk in closet, playing that same game. We knew it wasn't something that you did, showing those things, but we did it anyway.