Romantic?

Ali walked in from school yesterday with a twitterpated look in her eyes. I gave her my usual welcome home hug and kiss, and she immediately took my hand, leading me to the couch as if we were in for a very important discussion. We sat down and I looked at her encouragingly. Ali Giddily; “Guess what Porter said today mom” (Pausing while Megan came in the room, Because she was NOT going to have this kind of grown up discussion with a 5 year old in the room! And then Meg left). I leaned in to hear the news as she proceeded to describe to me the entire affair.
He’d followed her into school as she walked Megan to her classroom (an entirely different route than most 3rd graders take). He’d made silly comments about being “big kid, third graders”, and “ liking her hat” and Then… Then he said something VERY Notable. Breathlessly Ali repeated word for word their conversation.
“ He said {“Ali, I like you… And Rachel”} It was a little less romantic that he said Rachel too, but he said he liked me!” Then she giggled and squirmed excitedly.
I had to stifle my laugh. Did she actually just say Romantic? My 8 year old?
She was completely and utterly serious though, so I congratulated her then worried a little bit more that my baby girl is getting older by the minute and boy crazy too!
She’s going to make him a special poem for Valentines Day. She also informed me that they chase each other at recess (a group of girls and boys) and who ever catches each other has to ‘get married’ Porter has captured her of course, and in all her 8-year-old maturity that is the best thing next to watching Goosebumps on Saturday night!

On another note, Mattie has Finally learned to crawl down the stairs backwards. YEAH! I’ve been trying to get him to do it for a few months now, but all he would do is laugh at me like I was being silly and turn back around. Then he’d stand at the top of the stairs and grunt or say “peas” while pointing down. So yesterday I demonstrated it for him a number of times, and he did it too. After a few practice runs he was up and down all by himself for the rest of the day. (minus one minor mishap when he forgot about that last stair. Thank goodness for soft carpet)
I moved all of his toys from the living room to the family room downstairs. It will be nice to have an actual grown up room now.
Mattie will hopefully be more independent now that he can go down to the playroom with the rest of the kids.
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More Mattie Milestones……… For my own records.
"wus-AT?" said quickly with enthusiasm= What’s that? Usually before looking out the window for a guck aka Truck.
He is saying "yuh-you"=I love you, all the time now. and "bye bye"
putting "more" and "peas"(please) together more often. Two word combo's starting up...
“Hair”, (he still loves rubbing his hair especially with food) “head”, “fee” (feet) “um” (tummy)
cootee=cookie (thanks to Daddy!)
drink is still kind of mix between 'gunk and gek' no matter how hard we try for "cup, or Drink" but at least we understand what it means. and if we don't he just signs the 'more' sign, points at his cup and says "peas"
He is blowing kisses with the real smacked lips sound, which is enough to melt your heart and soul into a million pieces. Especially when its followed by a “yuh you”
He thinks its really funny to head butt, or hit so we're trying really hard not to give ANY kind of reaction to either one. (he learned the head butting part from Oli-Oli)
He loves to throw his own diaper or any other trash for that matter away all by himself. And to help sweep. (which usually consists of everyone else in the room running for their lives or risk getting smacked by the metal broom handle)
He likes music... his dancing consists of bobbing his head dramatically. (sometimes throwing a leg maneuver in here and there)
Loves to give 5 and to play patty cake
likes to climb up the couch to look out the window or torture Weston. ( I just worry about his getting down off the couch)
Likes to rock in his toddler size rocking chair. sits and does it very deliberately
Can spin himself on his sit and spin. pretty talented if you ask me.
Loves to ‘kick’ at things, or push things with his foot. (esp Weston)