My four-year-old knows everything, by the way. If he asks you a question and you tell him the answer, it is usually followed up with a “I KNOW that, Mommy.”
Which is why it threw me off guard when he asked me one of those questions I had been dreading:
Mommy? If you love Mama, why aren’t you married?
All of my possible responses came flooding into my head:
I would love to marry her, but I can’t? No.
Some people don’t think we should be allowed to do that? Uh-uh.
Why don’t you ask these schmucks? Nope.
I don’t know! I don’t know! It isn’t fair. I hate the world. [Kicks and beats floor with fists. Melts into a pile of clothing like the Wicked Witch of the West.] Not a great idea.
Oh, I plan to marry her just as soon as I can, sweet boy. That’s a possibility…
I didn’t have an answer for him. It may have been the very first time he asked me a serious question and I did not have a good answer for him.
Then he looked at me with his big brown eyes and said, “Can I watch my icey penguin movie?”
Yes. Yes, you can.
At least I had an answer for something.