This conversation happened this morning, while we were having tea in bed.
Connor: “Next time when I’m a dad, I’m going to marry you mommy. And daddy is going to marry you.”
He says “next time” when he refers to time going foward, he hasn’t got the notion of a few years or tomorrow yet.
Me: “Aww that’s lovely my boy, that makes me happy”
Connor: “And Bradley… ummm… Mommy, can boys get married to boys?”
Oh wow, wasn’t sure whether to tell the truth, because a lie would just have been so much easier.
Me: “Yes, in South Africa, boys can marry boys”
Connor looked a little shocked at that, before he asked why. I then explained that sometimes boys don’t like girls, and only like boys.
And there was a little more silence while he digested this.
Connor: “I don’t like boys that much. I think I’ll marry Jade.”