About a week ago, Aaron and I were in the kitchen. He was working on his homework, and I was slaving away at the stove. Aaron took a break from his math worksheet, looked up, and asked:
"Mom, do I have to get married?"
My response was "No, you don't have to."
He replied "Good. Then I'm not going to get married."
And before I could even make the suggestion that immediately popped into my mind, Aaron added:
"I'm not going to be a priest, I'm just not going to get married."
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2 years ago
2 comments:
That's what we all say till some blue, or brown, or green, eyed beauty leads us astray.
Astray? Dude. Who led who astray?
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