Grace: “Mommy, I want to marry you tomorrow.”
Me: “That’s sweet. But I’m already married to daddy!”
Grace: “Well, actually, I still want to marry you tomorrow.”
Me: “Grace, the Bible teaches that a man and a woman get married and start a family. One day, hopefully you will meet a sweet man who loves God and will love you and want to get married, too.”
Grace: “Is a man a boy?”
Me: “Yes, a man is a boy who is all grown up.”
Grace: “Well, I want to marry Caleb. He’s a boy.” [her friend that I babysit]
Me: “You must grow up before you can get married.”
Grace: “Can I be ‘growed’ up tomorrow?”
Me: “No. It takes many years to grow up and be ready to get married.”
Grace: “But you’re ‘growed’ up.”
Me: “Yes. I’m grown up.”
Grace: “That took a loooooooong time.”
Me: [laughing] “Yes, I’m pretty old.”
Grace: [nodding seriously] “Well, actually, you’re REALLY old!”
*sigh*
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2 comments:
Ouch... that hurts. :-) Cute story!
Thanks so much for sending me that email. This infertility is the hardest journey of my life, but I know I will be a much better person because of it...somehow!
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