"I wonder if I'll ever meet the person I'm supposed to marry and live with for the rest of my life." my 10 year old son wondered on the way home from school today.
He's 10 - sheesh - really? Are we going to have this conversation already? O.K. Mom, deep breath...
"Honey, you're 10 you have at least 20 years before you have to start worrying about that." (you know you love how I made the acceptable marrying age 30, that my friends, was quick thinking!)
"I know what she's going to look like though. I picture her in my head."
"What's she look like baby?"
"She's got long blonde hair, and doesn't wear glasses. Oh, and she's wearing a red dress."
OK, so now I know, anytime I see a blonde in a red dress - I need to take her out at the knees!
Until next time ~ Kris