Crosspost: Sally’s First Kiss and The Princess and the Kiss


HA note: The following is reprinted with permission from Libby Anne’s blog Love Joy Feminism. It was originally published on Patheos on July 24, 2013.

When I was a teen, I did a lot of babysitting for other homeschool families. One day I babysat two families worth of children while their moms went out for lunch—I think there were about ten kids total that I was watching. I was in the kitchen cleaning up from lunch and the kids were in the living room putting on a play wedding as kids sometimes do. The nine year old was presiding over the wedding of the two five year olds, a girl from the one family and a boy from the other.

All of a sudden I heard the older child say “now you’re supposed to kiss each other” and I freaked out and ran into the living room to break it up.

I wasn’t about to let those two five year olds kiss, thus forever depriving each of the chance to save that first kiss for the altar.

In the conservative Christian homeschooling community in which I grew up, a person’s first kiss was incredibly important. Even today, the products of this culture debate this question with great energy, arguing about whether forbidding the first kiss until the altar is a form of legalism or the preservation of a precious gift.

Now, I was taught that part of the reason that the first kiss should be saved for the alter was that it was a gateway into other things. First comes kissing, and then, who knows? Making out, humping, sex—once you open the door, it’s hard to close it. It would seem, then, that five year olds kissing at a play wedding wouldn’t fit this category, given that we’re not talking about a kiss that comes as a result of sexual tension and mutual attraction.

And yet.

The literature I read didn’t make a distinction between preschoolers kissing and teens kissing.

Instead, it simply talked about the importance of saving “your first kiss” for your wedding day. And of course, we were regaled with stories of virtuous couples who had done just that—didn’t we want to be like them? And then there is The Princess and the Kiss, a book marketed to children as young as four.

The book is about a king and queen who help their daughter save her most precious gift, her first kiss, for the prince she will marry. The princess’s first kiss lives in a glass orb, something like the rose in the Disney version of Beauty and the Beast (you can see it on the cover). This book has become very popular in Christian homeschooling circles and beyond, and there are hundreds of thousands in print. This is the sort of thing I was raised on (though this particular book wasn’t around when I was little, lots of kids are growing up on it now).

All of this came rushing back to mind recently when [my daughter] Sally kissed a little boy at her preschool—or, as I would have seen it in the past, when Sally “gave away her first kiss.”

We had gotten together with the family for a play date, and Sally and her little friend did the whole pretend wedding ceremony thing that little kids spontaneously do (I presided over a few in my day myself). At the end Sally grabbed the little boy and planted a kiss on his face. Surprised and bemused, I couldn’t help but recall my reaction to the pretend wedding staged by the five year olds I was babysitting so many years ago. This time, of course, my perception and reaction was different.

Sally didn’t lose anything when she kissed her little friend. Instead, she simply gained a common life experience—something she will look back at and laugh about when she’s grown.

It’s the people who impute a cute childish action with so much meaning who are creating the problem, not my preschooler.

3 thoughts on “Crosspost: Sally’s First Kiss and The Princess and the Kiss

  1. Kate August 8, 2013 / 5:33 am

    I remember receiving that book as a birthday present.

    When I turned 17.

    It was the first that my mom had ever mentioned sex or purity to us. We understood that we were supposed to “keep our heart to ourselves,” and dress modestly to not attract attention, but never understood sex. I had figured out a lot of it, and was ashamed of simply knowing how the mechanics worked. I don’t understand why a parent would put their child through that. I first kissed a boy at 18, and struggled with guilt for months afterwards.


  2. hayleyrh August 8, 2013 / 4:29 pm

    I did this story as a piece for NCFCA my first year at Nationals. My parents weren’t of the hyper-conservative mindset often described here on HA, so my mom encouraged me to take a sanctity-of-marriage spin on the story. It made sense at the time, but in retrospect equating first kiss with divorce seems incredibly demoralizing. I still like the spirit of the story (i.e. it matter who you marry, don’t settle, whatever) but to suppose the guarding of your first kiss is an essential element of a happy marriage seems more legalistic than is wise.


  3. Rachel August 8, 2013 / 8:59 pm

    I guarded my first kiss until my wedding. Worst idea ever. As soon as I kissed my husband, I realized it was supposed to be a private thing. I felt cheated of making out time before you have sex. Not to mention, he turned out to be gay, so first kiss did indeed lead to a divorce. I don’t even believe in saving sex until marriage anymore. You don’t know how your sex drives will match up, if he has a small dick, can’t get it up, selfish lover and you don’t know how he will change after having sex.


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