Conversations...

"Mama,you like me, right?"

"Of course I do, baby."

"Really, really like me?"

"Yes. Yes, I do"

"Good. Then when I grow up, will you marry me?"

Strangely, we have had this conversation before. I don't get it, but I tried to explain again...and that when he grew up he would probably want a girl his own age, blah, blah, blah.

So he asked did I mean like the girls in his class and I said 'sure, why not.'

"Do you think they will let me marry one on one day and a different one the next day?"

Sure babe, why not...