Kissing and Marriage

Things are kind of tense around here with my mom so sick in the hospital -- she's actually gotten a little worse and is now on a ventilator. We're worried but trying not to be pessimistic, just taking things as they come. If you would like to get regular email updates on her condition, let me know and I'll put you on the list I've compiled of her friends and family.

So, with things kind of sad around here, a funny conversation with Curty this morning was greatly appreciated and I thought I'd share it. It all started with Gid. He has learned how to kiss and loves to kiss everybody (usually on the knee, which is where he can reach.) He puckers his little lips up just like a fish and lays one on you then goes to find his next object of affection. This morning I was joking with him and said, "That's right Giddy, get all your kisses done now, then save the rest for marriage." Curtis was sitting at the table listening and then he got that look in his eyes that says he's processing something and pipes up, "Mom, you know how you and dad got married a long, LONG time ago?" I laughed at that and said, "Yeah, it was a long time ago." "Did you have children then?" he asks. "Um, nope, I didn't have any children yet." I'm chuckling and thinking, "Should I have this discussion with him....NO!" So then he continues, "Well, then why do you and dad still kiss?" I reply "Curtis, you're supposed to kiss when you're married!" I guess he understood my comment to Gid about kissing to mean that you save all your kisses for your wedding day, when you lay one big smooch on your sweetie, never to kiss again. I'm glad to know that we proved to him that his hypothesis was wrong. It would be sad if he didn't know that Ren I ever kiss. Someday I'll explain that thing about where the children came from and he can make all the connections in the kissing conversation.