(Very) young love

Max is in love with Emily. Emily is also 6 and is in his class, a pretty blonde girl and she and Max often sit alone together in the playground talking about important 6 year old matters.

Emily told Max that she and her family were moving to France, to which Max did not respond well to. He moped about all weekend, not wanting to contemplate life without Emily and he decided he wanted to send her off to France with a token of his love. So while we were shopping in the romantic emporium that is Tesco, Max spied a High School Musical necklace which he immediately wanted to purchase for his love. And so he did, with his own money (£4) and popped it into a decorated envelope covered with hearts and kisses and proclaiming to Emily in his own handwriting that he ‘luffs her’. Ah.

She readily accepted the present, letting Max put it round her neck, and then declared to him that she wasn’t actually going to live in France now (her family has just put a conservatory on the back of the house and never had any intention of moving) and rather than being put out that he had been fibbed to about the French move, he was delighted that she ‘wasn’t going anymore’. And today he came home and told me that he and Emily have planned to marry and that tomorrow she will bring in a ring for him to wear. And they will honeymoon in Bardados (he meant Barbados) and that when they’re married they’ll go to a posh restaurant, on their own.

I congratulated him and hope to goodness that Emily doesn’t break his heart.