This morning, while I sort laundry in our bedroom, my daughter grabs hold of my light-up rose that my sweet husband bought me at Disneyland a few weeks ago because I'd once mentioned that I'd always wanted one, pointless as they were. She races into the living room and hits the button to turn it on and change the bloom color, and my son, sitting at the table doing some Kindergarten workbook pages, says to her "When I get a wife and I'm a Dad, I'm gonna get one of those flowers at Disneyland for my wife!"
I come out of my bedroom thinking "aaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwww" and tell him how much his future wife will love it, and what a wonderful thing that is that he's willing to do.
So he looks me square in the face, sweet little guy that he is, and asks, "When I have a wife, will you be dead?"
"No, honey," I answer, "but I'll probably be about 50 years old."
"Woah, that's REALLY old," he retorts.
Maybe to him, but I'll be one thrilled 50-something when my son follows his dad's example and buys his little wifey a light-up rose at Disneyland. Love you, Jason. :) Thanks for being such a good example to our son!
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3 comments:
So sweet! Chandler frequently tells me "when I grow up and I'm a daddy, I'm gonna get a red truck with FLAMES on it!"
Good thing he was just questioning it and not wishing it!
How fascinating that he must think he can only have One Woman in his life. Which is pretty much true in the sense that only one of them can be Numero Uno!
I suppose he could become a polygamist, but we're not treading down that road! ;)
Next time he asks you that question just say, "No honey, but I will be if you have a husband."
Cute. And Cory's comment is really funny!
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