Sesame Street Live and First Dates
February is the month of love and Blogher is asking us what our stories of love. Starting off with our first time we fell in love. So I may not have truly been in love in what I know it to be now but it's the story I tell when people ask. I don't even know if my memories of that time are real or not but here is what I do remember. It starts when I was about four. Down the street lived the neighbor boy he was about 6, yep even back then I liked them older. His name was Alex. My Mom watched him during the day, so we were together a lot. But just for the summer, his Mom lived in New York and his Dad here so he only came for the summers. I look back on him as my first love. He was a good boyfriend and let me ride the two wheeler and he rode the tricycle.