Thursday, October 25, 2012

Getting Married

So I joined this Mothers of Preschoolers (MOPS) group that meets at a church near my house. This morning was our first time going to a meeting. Last night as I was tucking the big boys into bed, I let them know where we'd be going in the morning. I told sweet Max he'd be seeing one of his friends (a girl). I really thought it would make it sound fun. Really. Not so much though...

Max: "Noooo. I don't want to do that. That is a terrible idea."
Me: "Why is that? You love seeing her."
Max (after a string of panicked ramblings): "If you go to a church and you see a girl you have to be married!"
Me: "No. No, you don't. You can just play toys with her and it will be fun." 
Max (now shouting at his normal happy Max volume) : "OH! I love to play toys! I love friends. I love MOPS!"



Oh Max.

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