Yesterday I was lying on the couch and Reed crawled into my arms and looked right in my eyes.
He said:
"Mama, will you marry me?"
I said yes.
"And we can be married and live together forever in our own house?"
I said yes.
Then he hugged me really tight and closed his eyes and kissed me on the lips and said:
"Now we are married!"
I said: "Go tell Daddy the good news!"
Oh, Reed. Your poor future spouse... it's going to be so crowded!
Monday, December 12, 2011
paging Dr. Freud.
Posted by Emilie at 1:22 PM
Labels: crazy kids
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2 comments:
My sister, Karen, was certain she'd marry my dad when she grew up. She spent her childhood worrying about what would happen to mama when she married him!!
Reed is a hoot-thanks for sharing your stories.
OK. THAT cheered me up.
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