May 04 2009
Crushes
My 6 year old came home from first grade today with a boyish grin and a little story to share. I just love when he gushes about what happened in school…I know that some day he will tell me NOTHING, so I am relishing every secret I get now. Here is today’s story:
“Hey mom–Can I tell you something?”
“Sure buddy–what’s up? “
” Today at school Matthew fell”
“Oh really, what happened… was he hurt?”
“No. But do you want to know what he did?” He began to giggle and his face changed as if to signal that this was going to be a big one… “He kissed Anna on the Elbow.”
He looked at me for a reaction, and I was puzzled. “Wait, who fell? Anna?”
“No Matthew I.” he said
“So why did he kiss Anna if he got the boo-boo?”
“It wasn’t even an accident–He kissed her because he loves her.”
I began to re-enact the scene in my head and I could easily picture a boy pretending to fall into a girl and kissing her on the way down. Sort of like a Danny Zuko move when he pretends to be sneezing and moves his arm around Sandy at the drive in.
“Oh really,” I said. hmmm. “And who do you love?” I asked…thinking oh Gosh who is it going to be?
“I only love you mom.” he replied
I melted. What a puppy he is… too cute. ”Really?” I asked with a smile.
“He ran to me and planted a huge kiss on me and said: “I’m only going to marry you mom–no one else.”
I probably should have informed him AGAIN as I often do when he tells me he wants to marry me that he can’t marry his mom….. but for the moment. I just rejoiced in the fact that his favorite girl is his mommy.
I thought to myself: Man, this kid really knows what to say to the ladies and Wow, he is going to be a good catch for someone…if only he would learn to put the toilet seat up before he pees.
I love you buddy.
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Those are the greatest moments life has to offer - we truly have to savor every second.
LOL. Too cute! It happens too early though, doesn’t it? My 4 year old dtr is already chasing boys around the playground, trying to kiss them. I don’t remember doing that until I was in 5th or 6th grade. (Sigh).