I Have A Secret

We are waiting for Mr. Burgher to go in Target, and this…

“Mama, I have a secret,” says A.

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” I am thinking it won’t be a secret but a request for a cookie, something new she’s started this weekend.

“Yeah. I am married. To a boy.” A giggles.

“Oh? Tell me about this boy,” I dare ask. “What’s he like?”

“He looks like Spongebob. He is a toy.” 

“Anything else I should know about this boy?” (I try not to laugh.)

“Yeah, he’s like Daddy and I love him, yeah.”

‘Lil Man starts laughing, and A asks, “Mama, are you married, too?”

“Who do you think I am married to?”

“Oh, Daddy. Did Grammie make my coat?” She sure likes to change the subject fast. (And avoid the camera.)



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