My daughters are in love with the same man. Maybe I should clarify. My 5-year-old and 3-year-old are in LUV with the same boy. I had to get your attention.

Several weeks ago my oldest daughter, Aubrey, asked me, 'Momma, will you be at my wedding?'

'Of course I will,' I answered.

'But when Momma? When will I get married?' She asked.

'You'll get married when you grow up and fall in love.'

'I think I already I am,' she said as she ducked her head in embarrassment.

Aubrey proceeded to tell me how she loved Caleb, a little boy who happened to live right down the street from us and went to her school. Even though they weren't in the same kindergarten class, their time spent together on the playground at recess was magical. Aubrey told me, 'I saw Caleb today. I told him I loved him two times, and Momma, he fell down two times!'

It was fate, kismet, love at first sight…for Aubrey, anyway.

After Aubrey declared her undying love for Caleb, he ended up over at our house several days in a row. I eavesdropped as they played house and smiled at them pretending to drink coffee together and talked about going to work. I could barely control my laughter when Aubrey asked Caleb to spell his name so she could write him a letter which read 'Aubrey loves Caleb.'

He slapped himself in the face when she showed it to him and said with the sudden realization of a man, 'So THAT'S why you want me to come over here all the time!'

When Caleb didn't follow Aubrey's housekeeping instructions closely enough she ripped the paper in half and exclaimed, 'That's it! I don't love you, anymore!'

Caleb shrugged with the sophistication of a 40-year-old man and said, 'Well, at least we can still be friends.'

While Aubrey and Caleb were in the throes of a heated breakup, Emma saw her chance. My 3-year-old put on her fanciest princess dress and pranced up to me and whispered, 'Momma, do you fink Caweb will wike my dwess?'

 I nodded, too shocked to speak as Emma sashayed up to her sister's love interest and said, 'Hey, Caweb. I've missed you.'

Apparently, Emma's dress and batting eyebrows weren't enough to compete with Aubrey's passionate love-hate relationship and Caleb was unfazed by Emma's advances. So Emma upped her game by using the tactic she knows best…wrestling.

Aubrey and Caleb had made up and were watching Christmas cartoons, when Emma suddenly stripped down to her princess panties and went for it. She tackled Caleb like she was fighting for the Heisman and once she had him penned on the floor she did the unthinkable…she licked his face.

'MOMMA!' Aubrey shrieked with her curls flying everywhere and her hands on her hips. 'Emma just licked Caleb!' She has never looked so scandalized.

Caleb came running past me into the kitchen and said, 'Ms. Robin, that girl's got a problem. She hadn't got any clothes on.'

You know, Caleb? Panties are clothes as far as Emma is concerned.

But I have a feeling her Daddy and I have a much bigger problem on our hands.

Robin O'Bryant is a Mount Pleasant resident and mother of three. Read her blog online at www.robinschicks.com or e-mail her, zebandrobin@hotmail.com