I'll admit Jaida going to primary (without crying--I still made her go every week) on Sunday was surprising. For my blog followers who don't know what primary is, it's part of our church service every week. We all meet together for the first hour, and then the kids go to "primary" for the next two hours. Yes, I'm Mormon. Yes, we believe in Jesus Christ. No, we don't have horns. Just thought I'd clear that up.
So on the way home from school yesterday, Jaida was talking to her friend about the boy she played with at recess.
"He's soooo cute."
Me: "Who?"
Jaida: "Brigham"
Me: "The same Brigham who just moved into our ward. And is in your primary class now."
It's the same one. And thus the reason for going to primary without tears. Because she likes a boy. And she's five.
Then, she gets home from school and asks if she can ride her bike around the block. I let her do it every once in a while. It takes her about 30 seconds. About 5 minutes later when she hadn't come back, I went on a search. Only to find her at the top of the neighborhood in the new boys front yard. No idea how she knew where he lived.
Great that she "snuck out" for the first time to find a boy when she was 5 years old. It's only going to get better from here. :) Let the games begin.