While doing Bay's hair this morning...
Bay: "Mom, when was your first kiss?"
Me: (Oh, boy. Here we go again.) "When I was 14."
Bay: "But when was it?"
Me: "Umm...I had a boyfriend...oh, umm...well...a friend...and when he brought me home from school one day, he kissed me."
Bay: "I know when Grandma's first kiss was!"
Me: "Oh yeah? When?"
Bay: "I think it was either 1st or 2nd grade."
Me: (thinking: Wow, thanks Mom!) "Really?"
Bay: "Yeah. Her and a boy bumped heads and he kissed her head and said, "Are you okay?". Then he ran away."
Me: "Ohhh...that was nice. But I don't think you need to worry about your first kiss just yet."
Bay: "Yeah. I'll just wait till I'm married."
Me: "That's a really good idea."
(A really good idea. REALLY.)