William’s in love. Well, as in love as any 4 year old can be. He’s not waiting by the phone for it to ring (do boys eventually ever do this?). He’s not afraid to ask this girl out and have her say “no.” He’s not dressing for her in the morning. Or carrying around her photo. Or even writing her love letters.
But he’s in love. He’s in love with a little girl in his pre-school class. So as not to embarrass him too much, I won’t use her real name… I’ll refer to her as Allison (my middle name). Allison is cute and adorable and outgoing and friendly and nice. Truth be told, any mother’s dream for her son. She has brothers, so she can race and run with the boys, just as well as play house and dress-up with the little girls. And she makes William laugh and smile. Isn’t that really what’s most important? I can see why he’s so smitten.
It’s adorable to witness his first true crush. I know as William (and all my sons) gets older and older, crushes become a little more difficult. There’s true emotions on the line. But for now… at this time in his life, it’s the innocence that warms my heart. The innocent love of a 4 year old, for another 4 year old.
Being the mother of 4 boys… most people say to me, “Ohh… you know that bond between a mother and her son.” And it’s true. There’s a bond there. A love that can’t even be explained through words. William and I are best buds… him being the oldest, he will sit and talk with me on the couch about anything and everything and well, “Allison.”
I realized how true this “first crush” was (first-hand) on Saturday.
We were heading to a birthday party for my nephew. When I came downstairs showered, hair blown straight, make-up on and dressed-up… (total GASP moment for me!) the boys all looked up at me and smiled. But it was William who said something, “Oh, Mommy… you look beautiful.”
My heart melted. And he went on…
“You are the most beautiful girl in the whole world…” his voice began to trail off and he looked down.
I asked him, “William, what’s wrong, honey?”
He looked up at me, and very serious-like he said to me, “Mommy. Please don’t tell ‘Allison’ I just told you that you are the most beautiful girl in the whole world. It might hurt her feelings.”
Ahh… the little man trying to protect and not hurt both his loves.
All I could do was smile and hug him. First love… first love… oh, that first love.
I called my mother this morning to ask her who was my “first love”… she said it was Peter Addman. As she said those 2 words, I was suddenly back in kindergarten. He was in 2nd grade, and I was assigned to sit across from him at lunch. He was perfect and kind and oh-so-cute. I don’t know whatever happened to Peter Addman. He moved away at some point. But it was that innocent love. The love that doesn’t hurt, it’s not complicated… it just makes you feel good and happy and floating-on-air. The only other time you feel that way is when you meet your soul mate, that other piece of yourself… your true other half. For me, it was my Matthew.
But for now, I’m enjoying watching William be in love with his “Allison.” And hey… you never know what life has in store. William will probably know “Allison” all through elementary school, middle school and high school… let’s just hope there aren’t any “brothers” in our family who actually date her first! 😉