Adam is a hoot. He’s a surprising little guy, seriously. Lately, I don’t know what’s gonna come out of his mouth from one minute to the next, and he’s been sprinkling precocious terms like “indeed” and ” quite” and “certainly” into his everyday conversations. Not sure what to do about that. Read to him less? Anyhow…
This afternoon we were in the rare, wonderful situation where it was just him and me in the car while Claire was at piano practice. Nowhere to go, nothing to do, just killing time. I thought about putting on some music or an audiobook for him, but then something inside said, “No! Things are about the get interesting.” I listened to my inner mommy.
Not even 30 seconds later, Adam looked at me and shifted into his “little man” voice, which is this weird mumbly tone he only uses when he’s trying to sound grown up or when he’s talking to his Papaw. Oh yeah, things are gonna get good.
Adam: “So, Mom, I just really don’t know who I’m gonna marry. I think I wanna marry someone with brown hair. But not Japanese. I think I should marry an American. An American with brown hair. But I just really don’t know. ”
Me: “Ya know, little man, you’re just 5. You’ve got nothing but time, kid. ” (I didn’t know little boys ever thought about this kind of stuff!)
Adam: “Well, maybe I’ll just marry Claire. That would be easy. We get along well.” (They really do.)
Me: “Um, hon, I’m afraid that won’t work. There are rules about that. Brothers and sisters can’t marry each other.”
Adam: “Oh, okay.” (Long pause while I try REALLY hard not to CRACK UP!!!)
Adam: “In that case, actually, I think I can marry someone with blond hair then.”
(Okay, okay, I confess! I then pounced on the opportunity to tell him an abbreviated version of our sovereign love story, and told him that God’s got it covered. Still I cannot believe I had that conversation with my 5 year-old son today.)
I LOVE that pic of Adam! I’m snagging it and putting it my desktop. 🙂