Friday, September 25, 2009
Sorry Son, We Don't Live in Alabama...
Gabe: Mom, did you tell your Mommy that you wanted to be a mommy when you growed up when you were little?
Me: Yes. I guess I always wanted to be a mommy. Why?
Gabe: I want to be a Daddy someday too.
Me: Well, I think you'll be a great Daddy someday.
Gabe: I want to marry Zoe. She'll be a nice Mommy.
Me: You can't marry Zoe because she is your sister
Gabe: But I really like Zoe and I'd miss her if she wasn't near me.
Me: Welp, it's illegal. Sorry kiddo. Maybe you can be neighbors.
Gabe: Nope, I'm going to marry her. Just wait and see.
Me: OK.... I'll see how you feel about that when you're 12.
Posted by Windy at 10:53 AM