When my older son was in kindergarten, he let it slip at school that
he was going to marry his little sister. "Ew, you can't do that!"
shrieked his outraged friend, whose own sister probably just didn't
pass his qualifications for relationship material.
"Can't I marry Serena?" my son asked me as we drove home from school one day, his face contorted with anxiety.
Sure
that when the time came he'd likely change his mind about this, I
assured him that he could marry whomever he wanted when he was ready
to. He leaned back in his seat, satisfied. He was 6.
So what's the deal with kids and crushes?
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