Bergen Hawkeye,  Keiglets,  London Eli Scout,  Mosely Ella Claiborne,  Piper Finn Willow

Sounds Logical

I am simply going to record a real conversation that took place earlier today in the confines of our Suburban.

London: Who will I marry, Mommy?

Me: Oh. I don’t know. I guess you will have to wait and see who God has planned for you.

L-: How will I know who that is?

Me: Well. In a lot of ways I guess. The young man will be pursuing God. Your daddy and I will like him. Uh . . .

L-: So why can’t I just marry Bergen? We’re all Christians.

Me: Brothers and sisters just do not get married to one another.

Mosely: I plan to marry Otto.

L-: I think I’ll still just marry Bergen.

Bergen (with a shrug of his shoulders and a resigned voice): Ohhh-kayyy.

L-: I guess I could be kind and marry a poor man. Then I could help him.

Me: Yeah, you could. Or you could marry a rich man and he could help you.

L- (weighing the pros and cons and displaying her classic London smirk): Yeah. If I marry a rich man I will just say right away, “Let’s get some mac & cheese”.

Piper: I am marry Mose-weee.

B-: Girls don’t marry girls. And I am marrying London.

L-: Wait. Can I marry Colton?

Me: Um. Maybe.

L-: Listen Bergen. Just marry Raven. She’s fun and then we can all be friends and the girls can hang out and the boys can hang out – okay?

B- (with another shrug of his shoulders and another resigned sigh): Ohhhh-kayyyyyy.
Good.
I guess that’s all in order then.

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