I apologize for not sharing so much of my badness lately. The whole bus incident where Will and friends were talking about their penises and butts took me for a loop! Maybe I really am a bad mom.
Anyway, I digress.
Here for your amusement is the latest conversation I had with Will.
Will: When I go grow up, I’m gonna marry Sydney (his sister).
Me: You can’t marry your sister.
Will: Why?
Me: It’s against the law (I wondered if I should go into the whole Appalachian states thing or not. I chose not to.)
Will: But why? I love her the most.
Me: (Awww…) It’s just against the law.
Will: Then I’m going to marry you!
Me: (Lord help me) That’s against the law too. How about your friends Meg or Katie?
Will: I can’t marry a boy, can I?
Me: It’s against the law.
Will: I pick Meg.
Me: (Glad that is settled. Let’s move on. Things were simpler when you talked about your penis and butt all the time.)
