Dreading the Teenage Years

So, my 4 year old is boy crazy. There, I've said it. I'm no longer in denial. And to my friend Melissa whose son Logan is the object of her adoration, well, lets just hope she never becomes a stalker. The girl talks of Logan so frequently. I heard thru the grapevine that they held hands sometimes at preschool. Hmm. Last I heard the preschool didn't have a rule about hand holding. Note to self: consult with the other moms. Sample conversations of the past 6 months:

Kayla: I'm going to marry Logan.
Todd: Why is that?
Kayla: My heart tells me.
Me: What if it doesn't happen?
Kayla: It won't.

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Emma: Kayla, you get to go to kindergarten in a few months.
Kayla: Me?
Me: some of your other preschool friends will too, but Logan won't be there.
Kayla [with an exasperated tone]: Yes he will, but not Ally [his little sister in preschool too].
Me: Well, he will be in kindergarten but he won't be at your school. He'll be in another school.
Kayla [looking troubled now]: He will? But he goes to our church!
Me: I know, but it works differently with the schools.
Kayla: Oh. But can I still see him at church? [Her excitement for kindergarten visibly dimished.]
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Upon hearing that we would not be attending our church that Sunday:
Kayla: I want to to go to our church.

Me: Why is that?
Kayla: Because
Me: Really?
Kayla: And it's not because of Logan [I hardly believe that one.]
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Twirling in her dress while getting ready for church:
Kayla: I look pretty. Logan will think I look pretty too.
Me: Honey, boys don't notice that sort of thing right now.
Kayla: They don't???

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Random Comments:
- Whenever I hear a pretty song I think about Logan.
- When asked if she had kissed Logan at preschool [after finding out about the hand holding]: No, there are other people there. [Not reassuring-she loves trying to sneak a kiss on my lips instead of cheek when I go to kiss her goodnight. She loves kisses, so you can understand better why we would even ask the question.]

Dreading. Seriously dreading. Really, I'm dreading the tween years.