A Kiss is Not Just a Kiss

I don't remember a lot from kindergarten. I vaguely remember a few outfits I liked to wear (a Little House on the Prairie pinafore comes to mind) and the way we couldn't have our coats in the coat closet because someone always had head lice.

Itch. Itch.

And a day that caused me major anxiety. The day Mrs. Campbell announced during circle time she was going to give each of us a kiss.


I remained composed (or as composed as a 5 year old can be) and waited. Was she going to make us line up for the kiss? Was she going to kiss us on the lips or the cheek? Time dragged by - even though it was probably only a minute - it felt like forever. I was one freaked out little kid.

Finally, Mrs. Campbell reached under her chair and pulled out a brown paper bag.

And proceeded to give each of us a kiss.

That kiss was a kiss I was okay with.

For more kisses, head on over to I Should Be Folding Laundry. Today, Beth's fabulous link up turns one! Happy Bloggy Birthday, Beth!



Chocolate Girl said...

I'm a great big fan of chocolate kisses.

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jaime said...

I'm a big fan of chocolate kisses too :) And such a cute story to go along with the photo (even if you were freaked out about the kisses as a kid.)

Colleen said...

What a funny story!

Ms. Diva said...

Nice shot!!! I love all kisses!

Elaine A. said...

I can't believe I gave up chocolate for Lent and so many people are posting about choc. kisses!

Oh well.... ;-)

Love the shot and your little story.

april said...

I love this. And that is one terrific shot!