Destined for each other? Probably not

Hillary and I got to see each other for the first time since December over the weekend. Our college roommate got married - congratulations T and M! - and we were both bridesmaids*.

We also got to bring our children together. I betrothed Peanut to The Boy shortly after we found out we were having a girl. (Lucas refuses to acknowledge this as he is working on something that will forever keep her his little girl. I told him to ask my dad how that worked out for him.) In the deal with the Hillary and her husband, I think the dowry included a goat and a few cases of beer.

The first time they met, they were too young to interact too much.

December 2008

This time, they interacted. Or rather, my daughter tried to kiss The Boy who was having none of it. Peanut loves other children and even if she doesn't know them, will go right up to them and get up in their faces. I instructed her to give her future husband a kiss, which she interpreted as grab him by the front of his shirt and almost knock him over. The Boy's response "No, no, no" while he quickly pushed her away and tried to back up. This is apparently not his first encounter with overly aggressive women as he has a little girl at daycare who is a fan of him, according to Hillary.

Woman, back off of me.

Seriously, tell her to chill.

It will be a funny story her father can tell during the wedding toast. If he ever comes around.

*Hillary will have more details on the wedding since she was sober and I was, um, not. In my defense, it was the first time I really drank since St. Patrick's Day 2007. My tolerance is a little low after nine months of pregnancy and a year of breast feeding.