First Kiss (and not the Hershey kind)

This weekend was just beyond words for me. That, of course, is not saying much because my current vocabulary is extremely limited at best and basically non-existent at worst. Anyway, I digress, and let's just say it was one of the best weekends EVER.

I met an older woman (much older than even Anya) who gave me a first taste of what a crush will be really like. Since we met, all I can think about is Olivia. Ahhh, sweet Olivia. So well-read (she introduced me to a new book, Baby Beluga), so quick on her feet (Mom and Dad even had to bust out the baby gates), such a refined palate (I never even knew mango existed until she showed me), so worldly (all the way from NYC).

Her Mom and Dad were on an overnight visit and we had so much fun, and so did they from what I hear. We went to the park together, dined together, played together and shared toys (I think I scared her a bit because I tend to be loud and opinionated at times and it could be misconstrued as coming on too strong), bathed together (yes, I said bathed - again I think I scared her a bit). The very best part was when our date was over, I had my very first kiss with someone other than a relative. Boy, was it magical. An unforgettable evening and one I keep thinking of. I cannot wait to visit New York. We can visit her Dad's restaurant and split a bit of guacamole (lady and the tramp-style), go to Central Park and ride on something called a 'Carousel' which I am told is very fun and she can introduce me to her posse. Why, I even have some additional little friends in NYC I can introduce her to (shout out to Millia and Lila).

Olivia is just too much, and I am happy to have her as a friend. We will learn many, many more things from each other. Until we meet again, mon cherie.