Love is a battlefield.

After Valentine's Day, Boyo sat down next to me with his Valentine's and sighed.

"What's up, buddy?" I asked a little absentmindedly -- I was working at the time.

"These are from my three girlfriends," he said.

Well, that sure got my attention.

"Three girlfriends?" I asked.

"Yes.  I have three," he said matter of factly.  "They are in my class."

"Girl friends or girlfriends?" I asked.

Apparently, the difference in definitions was lost on my 4 year old.  "Girlfriends, I guess," he shrugged.  Then he sighed again.  "It's really hard having 3 girlfriends."

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"Mommy, Joshua wants me to marry him," she told me.

"Oh.  Um, do you want to marry him?" I asked her.

"I don't think so.  I told him I wanted to be just friends."

Great.  My 5 year old has all ready learned the standard break up line.  If I ever hear her say "It's not you, it's me," I'm going to hide under my bed.