So I said it would be a long time. And I told him that I didn't want it to come for a while. Of course, he asked why.
"Well, because when you're a daddy, you will be all grown up and you won't live with me any more. You'll have your own house."
"But I want to stay here and live with you!"
I gave him a hug and told him he could stay here with me for a long time. Then came the kicker.
"But who will be my mommy?"
"What, honey?"
"Who will be the mommy for my babies?"
"Oh! Well, when you grow up, you'll meet someone who you really like, and when you decide that you love her and want to marry her, then she will be the mommy and you'll be the daddy."
"What if I don't like her?"
"Then you won't marry her, honey. You only marry someone that you really like."
"Like Emma's mommy?"
"Not quite! You will marry someone who is a kid right now, that will grow up and be your age. I, Emma's mommy, and the other ladies who are mommies today will all be grandmas then."
"Oh, okay."
"All right, honey, have a nice nap. I love you."
"I love you too, Mom."
I love this age so much!
1 comment:
You are so awesome for writing this down.
Priceless.
Love.
It.
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