When I picked Dalin up from school he had the following tale to tell:
D: Mom I had the horror today!
Me: The horror? What's the horror?
D: Today Hannah kissed me!
Me: She kissed you? Where did she kiss you?
D: In the hallway. First she kissed my backpack, then she kissed my cheek! And if she thinks I'm going to marry her she is going to be crying down to her feet because I am not going to marry her!
Me: I don't think you have to marry her. You didn't kiss her.
D: That's right! I didn't even want her to kiss me and I definitely didn't kiss her so I will definitely not marry her!