Sometimes while life is passing you by, you don’t notice how much your kids are growing until something happens to remind you of it.
The other day at lunch, Logan and I had the following conversation.
Logan: I want to have a girlfriend.
Me: Oh, really? What is a girlfriend?
Logan: A wife.
Me: (Ah huh, that’s news to me. Where did he get that idea?) So why do you want a girlfriend?
Logan: So I can put my babies in her tummy. That is where babies grow, you know.
Me, trying my best not to laugh: Where did you hear about girlfriends? (And please don’t ask how the babies get out! Or how you put them in!! Dear God, he’s only six!)
Logan: “Lady and the Tramp“. Lady was his girlfriend and wife and then they had puppies.
Me: I see. (Damn you, Disney. I’m not ready for this.)
Logan: I really want a girlfriend.
Me: Oh, well maybe when you’re older you’ll get a girlfriend, okay? Now finish your lunch. (Whew, no more questions. Maybe he should stick to cartoons that don’t show marriage, relationships, dating…gee, that’s pretty much all of them. )
Sheesh, sometimes I wish it was as easy for humans as it is for dogs. I’ve got my hands full with preparing him to be a good boyfriend and teaching him how to treat girls right, plus ensuring no babies are put into girlfriends tummies until he is old enough to handle the responsibility. And the girlfriend is in agreement. And he has his own place. And a job. Is 40 too old?