Ian's Proposal

Angelle and I carpool for school drop-offs and pick-ups for our 4 kids.  She always drops-off and I always pick up.  When we get home every day, Ian walks Leah and Erin to their house 2 doors down.  

Sometimes Leah runs ahead because she doesn't want to be walked home.  Sometimes they walk together.  Sometimes Ian helps her carry her backpack.  They are really quite cute.

Anyway.  Today they walked to her house hand-in-hand.  I stood in the doorway and watched because 1) I am terrified that some psychopath is going to drive down the culdesac and snatch one of the kids, and 2) He is really really adorable to watch when he doesn't know you are looking.  When they got to Leah's house, she went inside and I heard Ian calling behind her:

"Bye, Leah!  I love you!"  She closes the door.  Ian must have been afraid she didn't hear, because then he put his mouth really close to the door-crack and yelled again, "I love you, Leah!"  Then, "I'm going to marry you, Leah!"

And just for good measure, he opens up the door and sticks his head in, and hollers again, "I'm going to marry you, Leah!"

Such a romantic, that boy.