Friday, January 6, 2006
My five year old told me that I'm "handsome" and "cool." She also asked if we can get married when she gets bigger. Of course I said, yes.
"Where can we get married?"
Me: "How about in a castle?"
She (concerned): "A...Disney castle?"
Me: "Sure."
She: "No!"
Seems she figures if it's a Disney castle she'll be approached by Mickey Mouse and other costumed Disney characters as she has seen in commercials, and she's deathly afraid of grown-ups in full-body costume suits.
Wisdom.
My uncle Joe used to ask me to marry him when I was a kid. I'd say, "I can't marry you, you're already married to Aunt Edith!"
And he'd say, "So, I'll divorce her."
Still brings a smile to my face to remember that. Uncle Joe was a sweet, sweet man.