I think it's love

When S1 was in 7th grade he had his first crush. The kind of crush that makes 7th grade boys act like dopes and say and do stupid things thinking they are cool. I had the hardest time convincing him that 7th grade girls think 7th grade boys are kinda stupid when they act like monkeys-he didn’t believe me. Fast forward to high-school. S1 was very socially awkward and very shy. He preferred skipping school functions and basically skipping anything that was out of his comfort zone. When he was a sophomore he had a "girlfriend". It was one of those boyfriend/girlfriend things were nobody has a license and someone’s parent needs to do the driving to and from movies, the malls, et cetera while the boy and girl both sat in the back seat giggling nervously while holding hands. This girl was very smart (it’s a good thing too because that is about all she had going for her-mean but true.) Anyway that relationship lasted about a month and S1 didn’t venture out after that for awhile and we didn’t pressure him. We knew he would come into his own when the time was right. One day the summer before his junior year he went to the grocery store with me. In front of us in the checkout line was a very tall, pretty girl that gave S1 a bashful glance and one of those little waves where your hand never really leaves your side but wiggles back and forth before slamming back down against your leg. I mentioned to S1 that she was really pretty and he said, "yeah, that’s *****" the name I remembered from 7th grade. I could tell he was interested because he was completely tongue tied and his posture screamed ‘I have no idea what to do next’. It made me smile but I didn’t think much about it after we got home. Two days later S1 came out of his room with the pronouncement that he thought me might call checkout line girl and ask her to a movie. I looked at him to see if he was joking or serious and when I saw the look on his face I knew it was something he had thought about and had worked up the courage to do it. Inside I was panic stricken, nobody wants to see anyone they love hurt and I was so worried that if she turned him down, he would be devastated but I would be there to pick up the pieces. He called, she said yes and they have been together ever since~2 ½ years. They are at different colleges but talk daily and a couple times a month they both come home for the weekend and see each other. He called today to tell me she had spent the night with him on Friday (I refuse to let my mind go there—but I did have another "little talk" with him about responsibility et cetera) anyway, he went on to tell me that she had a little bit too much to drink and he had to hold her long hair for her while she puked…if that doesn’t say I love you, then I don’t know what does. *yes, I know they are underage, please don't tell me to lecture him, I have done that over and over...he never drives anywhere and if he feels sick, then he deserves it.