"Mommy, will you go on a date with me?" little kid asked me last night.
"A date?!? Where are you going to take me?"
"Mexico? Really? That would be the best date I've ever been on. Wow. You're a good dater." He looked a little nervous that I was so excited about the idea.
"Yeah. It's gonna be when I'm older though. When I'm growed up and I have a nice wife."
"When you're married? Well, you'd better ask your wife first then. She might not want you to go on a date to Mexico with your mom," I informed him.
"I'm not askin' her anything, I'm gonna be bigger than she is. I'm doin' what I want whens I'm growed up!"
"Yeah. Good luck with that. I will go to Mexico with you, though."
A few minutes later he approached me again. "Momma?"
"I was thinkin' and...well, I think you should take me to Mexico. While I'm a kid. Because I'm your kid and the growed ups take the kids on vacation."
"Some date! I have to take you to Mexico?? I don't know about that."
"How 'bout I buy the hotel for you?"
It's a decent offer and I told him I would consider it.
The other night Mr. Ashley and I took him out on a "date" because Big Kid had dinner plans with the Stalker and little kid was heartbroken not to be invited. After dinner I patted his leg and said, "I'm having such a nice date night tonight!"
"Does this mean you'll marry me?" he asked in a serious tone.
"little kid! I cannot marry you! I am your mother, you can't marry your mom and trust me, some day you won't want to. And did you really just propose to me in front of my husband? What about your poor dad?"
"I just wish you weren't married 'cuz I want to marry you," he said sadly.
"Well...thank you. But no matter what, we could not and would not get married. I love you but mommies love their babies in a different way. You'll find a nice wife one day," I promised.
But I am flattered that he asked.