Sunday, September 30, 2012

Husband Hunting

We made some new friends at a party a few weeks ago.  After a fun play date at the Araluen Playground (pronounced Air-a-loo-en) followed by grilled cheese sandwiches and some Scooby Doo at home; it was time for Dennis to go home.

Schatz (later that afternoon):  Did you know that Dennis is my boyfriend?  I'm going to marry him when I grow up.

Me:  Okay.  Well. You are not allowed to have any boyfriends until you are sixteen.  So. You are going to have to break up with him and just be friends for now.

Schatz:  I can't exactly break up with him, yet.

Me:  Why not.

Schatz:  Well, I haven't exactly told him that he's my boyfriend.

Me: Have you told him you are going to marry him or are you just going to spring it on him at the wedding?

Schatz:  I don't know.  Yet.

1 comment:

  1. I love this!

    It's okay, Schatz ... I wasn't allowed to have a boyfriend until I was 16, either. Believe it or not, I didn't even know he was my boyfriend until he introduced me to some of his Army buddies as his girlfriend! Later, when I said, "So, you introduced me as your girlfriend ...?" he oh-so-romantically replied, "Well, yeah ... I mean ... uh ... if that's okay with you." It all works out in the end. :)