Now that summer is here, I'm going to get to spend a lot more one on one time with T. Last week, T. was with me running errands and we got to talking about marriage. (Now please remember my child is 3 3/4) He asked me why Mike and I got married, and I told him that we loved each other and were ready to start a family so we got married. "But Mommy, WHY did you marry Daddy?" "Well, T. because Daddy was the right one."
This answer seemed to suffice for the time being. During the course of the day, T. was talking about a time when he will be a daddy and all the grown up things he'll do, like drink coffee and wine, and use tools. I then asked him, "T. if you're going to be a daddy, who are you going to marry?"
Bless his heart, he replied with "You Mommy. I'm going to marry you."
"Oh, honey, you can't marry me, I'm your mommy."
"But, Mommy, you're the right one."
Oh how that melted my heart.
I need to keep this story close by and remember what a sweetheart he was at 3, when he becomes a pain-in-the-ass teenager.