Lots of questions today. As usual, in the car.
The Boy:”Why is it just you and me?”
Me: “What do you mean? Are you asking why your dad and I got divorced?”
M: “Your dad and I just didn’t get along anymore. That happens sometimes.”
B: “Are you going to change your last name?”
M: “If The Man and I get married, that will probably happen.”
B: “Will my name change too?”
M: “That’s up to you. Do you want it to change?”
B: “Are you and The Man going to have any more kids? Will I get a brother?”
B: “Why not?”
M: “The Man and I are too old to have any more kids. So it’ll be just you.”
B: “I’m going to have a bunch of kids. A whole pile.”
M: “Don’t you think you better check with your wife first?”
B: “I’m going to have a lot of kids.”
This entire conversation took place in the space of about one minute. Such heady stuff for a 10 year old. I sometimes find it difficult not to let my surprise (that he’s asking about these things) show. These are, of course, things that we have talked about before (OK, maybe not the “pile” of kids thing, but the other stuff). I think he finds comfort in the consistency of my answers. That’s my theory anyway. I hope he does.