Friday, October 19, 2012
My five year old was talking marriage last night. Her aunt sent her a very pretty white dress her cousin had worn one Christmas when she was little and my little one decided it meant she was getting married.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she said "but who am I going to marry?" Then she became all sad and concerned as she considered her impending nuptials. Where would she live? Did she need to leave home?
When I told her she was too young to get married, she wanted to know how old she needed to be. I hesitated and said at least 21(that's a big at least).
She finished slaying me by asking "So 5 years old is too short to get married?". Oh boy, part of me just wanted to say please stay small and live with mommy forever.
Posted by jane at 8:21 AM