"Mommy, do I have the right to kiss a girl?" Sacha asked me with a semi-hopeful look, on his sweet little boy-boy face.
"The right, to kiss a girl? Is there a wrong way to kiss a girl?" Teasingly I winked with my words, though it wasn’t funny to Sacha… changing gears I continued on with a serious tone, "Son, are you asking me permission to kiss a girl?"
"Uh-huh, is it possible? Do I have the right to do that?" He was serious! (I love how French words translate sometimes!)
"GEE!! I never asked my Mom permission to kiss anyone. How do I respond to that…as a friend I would say, Yeah kiss her! As your Mom… ( oh these are those tender memorable moments that make childbirth worth it!) Your first kiss is the one you will remember the rest of your life, it is a freeze-frame in time. You only have one first kiss to give…If you want to kiss her, do it with all sincerity, in a moment worthy of the memory!"
"So that means I have the right?" Sacha repeated.
"Yes, you have the right." I said in plain talk.
The days that followed had me asking Sacha, "Did you kiss her?" Each day there was a different reason why he hadn’t. The kissable girl was either chewing gum, or there were too many friends around, or the bell rang for class to start… days turned into an empty week.
Finally, with tons of friends around, the bell ringing, and gum in her mouth, she grabbed Sacha and stole his first kiss!
"Did you like it? " I wanted to know.
"Our teeth hit and then she put her tongue in my mouth…"
"STOP! I don’t need to know more!"
2003
Update: I posted this story about Sacha, one day short of a year ago. I am re posting it because it is one of my favorites, and I thought for those of you who haven’t read it, you might enjoy it too.
Kisses xx (though not French ones, to you xx.)
PSS:
When writing this story I had the fondest memories of Sacha (then 10 now 13,) and that time…"Do I have the right to kiss?" is one of my favorite memories…
I saved two parts of the French Kissing story for those who might write a comment to my blog. So for those who wrote here are those two parts not mentioned….
1)
I said to Sacha that famous day,
"Maybe you could start by holding her hand?"
His reply was, "Mommy, her arm is broken."
"Sacha doesn’t she have two hands, is the other hand broken too?"
"Mommy, she wants to kiss me, not hold hands! She said, "Sacha, kiss me!" She broke up with her other boyfriend because he was too shy!"
2)
When I asked Sacha if I could tell this story he said, "No!!" at first. Then Chelsea came into the scene and said, "As Sacha’s agent…WE agree…on one condition…for every comment you must give Sacha 1 euro and Sacha will give me 20% for this idea."
I am glad you liked the story because it is worth every penny!!
Thanks, Corey
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