"Pass the Kleenex"

Threes, you know how we say bad things always happen in threes.  There were three kindergartners in seat three, two girls and one boy.  Event number one: Kindergarten boy kisses kindergarten girl next to him while they hide behind the seat.  Got a little sugar from a cute girl, how can that be bad?  Both girls rat him out.  He starts to cry.  Event number two:  The kisser now calls the kissie a ugly name and she starts to cry.  Event number three:  The kissless feeling left out and lonely now ask the boy, in the seat in front of her, if he will come over to her house.  He says, "No!"  She now cries.  Kleenex to seat three.  It was a weepy kind of afternoon.  We've all been there.