Totally Crushin'

I am linking up with Bonnie over at The Life of Bon for her Throwing It Back Link-up. This week's theme is elementary school crush.

The Life of Bon

When I hear "elementary school crush" I think of Kimder through 6th grade. If I even tried to talk about jr. high I would probably cause too much drama. It is worth noting that my main focus is K-5th grade. I moved schools in 5th grade and the only boy I liked quit talking to me after I accidentally reached for something in his lap and grabbed the wrong thing, if ya know what I mean. 

5th and 6th grade were also the beginning of my stalker years. Yes folks, I had a stalker in high school. We went to the same school in 5th and 6th grade and in high school he saw me again and fell in love, who could blame him? 

He would follow me around town, have people call him and tell him if I was around, knew my class schedule and wait outside my classes it was all too creepy. Thank goodness he backed of when the next option was police involvement. But I am digressing. You didn't ask me about J's elementary crush you asked about MY crush. So here goes. 

When I was in kindergarten I had game. I had a little boyfriend named Sean and I would flirt with him in class, bat my eyelashes, blow kisses, make him the dad when we played house, and married him on the playground. We were also Mary and Joseph in the Christmas play. We had a beautiful baby Jesus that was actually my stuffed animal raccoon.

In February of kindergarten I moved to Arizona. I went to the local Seventh Day Adventist school. I wasn't SDA but they were nice and let me learn there for the next 4 years. This was the school I learned to cheat at, was suspended for said cheating, and stepped on and killed a hamster (on accident) all worthy posts for the future. 

As great as SDA school was there was just no crushing there. Sorry, Wyatt, your machine gun sound affects and spit needed to make the sound affect just didn't do it for me. 

As a result I had to look to television and movies for my crusty poo!  Jonathan Taylor Thomas was the one for me.

 I loved this little guy. I would buy any teenybopper magazine he was in: teen beat, tiger beat, Bop. My walls were littered with his poster. My friends and family saw Home Improvement, Man of the House and THE LION KING way too many times. 

At church I would doodle his name on my bulletin. I would even write Erica Taylor Thomas on , because I would naturally assume his middle name when we were wed. 

Then I think JTT died. Ok I actually googled him, he is alive, but he fell off the face of the earth. I will always think of JTT fondly and I am happy that I could share my first or second love with you today. 

Love!  Erica