I'm Thankful I Can Tell This One
Tonight Andrew asks me, "When is the first time you kissed Daddy?" I won't lie, I was surprised. First, somehow it never occurred to me my children would be interested in my "love story" and second, why is he wondering about kissing?! So I told him this story- which, for the record, is true. I met Daddy for the first time, when I went to our school to take a tour. It was my first year teaching and I wanted to see where I was going to teach. When I saw Daddy, I thought "Jeez, he looks like a grump!" Then we had to go to all these boring beginning of the year meetings, and a friend of his, kept putting us in the same groups. Daddy thought I was pretty cool and asked me out. I said, "No." So he asked me again, I said, "No" again. Then he asked me out one last time and I said, "Ok" and I realized how awesome he was! Daddy had such good manners! He held the doors open for me. "He did?! Did he bow and say,