I have a new photo on my desktop of Ryan hugging his best friend Emma, taken at the park the other day. It’s really cute and actually a pretty rare shot.
By rare, I mean that Ryan is not a hugger.
Well, technically that’s not true.
He hugs the heck out of me and the immediate family. And he always has to give a hug and kiss to people before they leave the house. A hug and kiss on the leg is his standard goodbye with his friends’ Moms (their legs are at his eye level – chill) and I’m pretty sure he’s even tried with the Chinese food delivery guy. But one thing is for certain – it is a rare occasion when he hugs a friend. I don’t know what this means exactly, but something about it makes him feel weird or uncomfortable. Which doesn’t explain why he was just fine doing “belly cheers” (bumping bare bellies) with his friends for close to a year until I bought some books about privacy and inappropriate touching. But hugging? Too personal – or something.
So when he showed this awesome display of huggyness, I saw wedding bells.
Because everyone likes to plan a wedding for their four year old. Duh.
So I asked him if he’s going to marry Emma. He said yes. Then I asked if he’s going to have kids with her. He said yes, eight. Nice! So I asked what he’d like to name the first baby. Only because it’s important to prepare for your future.
He paused, cocked his head to the side and studied the picture of himself hugging his future wife. He traced his finger up and down their arms on the computer screen, seemingly lost in thought. What a touching moment. I was sure he was contemplating a special name for my first grandchild.
“Well, I think Alissyullsee.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
“Mom! You didn’t hear me? I like the name Alissyullsee. Say AL-ISS-YULL-SEE.”
Sigh and an eye roll. Obviously I’m slow. Or he detects a foreign accent.
“Mooooommm, how many times do I have to say it? It’s Alice You’ll See. Do you think Emma will like it?”
“Um, sure. But won’t it be difficult to buy anything with her name on it? It’s kinda long.”
I guess I can wait on the 8 grandkids. Only because Alice You’ll See is a totally crappy name. Ryan surely needs to mature. I’m a little disappointed he’s taking this so lightly.
Anyway, can you imagine the cuteness when we do the video montage on their wedding day? Here are just a few of the gazillions we have of them together…