During cell yesterday, Jo came to Yoyo and me, and told us that our kids were getting married on her patio.
Haha, yea a tad too young. Afterall, the 2 kids are only 4 years old this year. What do they know?
More than we think, I suspect. Well, nowadays, we can't underestimate how much they actually know.
Sometime back, during one of our usual casual chats, I asked Cavan if he knew what a "wife" was. He replied, "A wife means it's a girl that you love and you want to be with her forever." Not bad. (On a side note, I noticed that Cavan usually describes and defines words really well.)
After the episode yesterday, I asked him on our way home, "So, you married Bernice?" He evaded the question shyly. I probed, "Do you love her?" He nodded.
"How about Faith? Do you love her?" He nodded.
"Do you love Krisalyn?" Again, he nodded.
"Do you love Erika?" Yet again, he nodded.
"Then why don't you marry them?"
"Aiya, you can't marry everybody!" he replied, rolling his eyes in mock frustration.
Clement was so proud of his son's comments and praised him, while extolling the virtues of being faithful to one.
Then Cavan added, "The bed would be so squeezy. How can you squeeze so many people?"
That really threw us off and we roared at his spontaneous reply. There we were talking about values and the boy was concerned about practical issues. I guess at this point, he just has other priorities...
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