Heart Strings

At BYU there are silly girls who have a sort of rewards system amongst roommates regarding male interactions. If I remember correctly, each time you held hands with a boy you owed your roommates chocolate. Each time you kissed, ice cream was required. And when an engagement occurred you were supposed to take your roommates out to dinner.

We may or may not have been silly girls for a few semesters. I was the recipient of chocolate, ice cream and dinner on my roommates' dime multiple times. I on the other hand, rarely had need to pay up mostly due to the fact that I do not believe in hand holding (another post for another day).

The only boys sweet on me these days, impress me with their ability to recite their ABCs and correctly identify shapes and colors. Translation: they are three years old so I don't owe anyone anything!

I sat down on the floor this morning at work and a little guy ran over and threw himself on me. I found his ticklish spots and a string of giggles followed. He looked up at me for a split second and blurted out a quick "i love you" and then buried his head in my lap. It was so incredibly sweet.


*This post totally needed a picture right, so you don't mind that this one is completely unrelated? Maybe in a way it is related though. It is probably a good example of why three year olds are the only males interested in me! By the way, Jordan took this picture in the car on new year's eve after we watched fireworks downtown.