Over the weekend, we had a Mother’s Day brunch with J’s family. His 7-year-old nephew sat next to me at the table and he kept referring to J as my husband. I let it go the first few times he said it, but after a while I thought it was best to correct him. The ensuing conversation was priceless…
Me: Sweetie, Uncle J is not my husband. He’s my boyfriend.
Nephew: What do you mean?
Me: Well…I mean that we aren’t married. We haven’t had a wedding.
Nephew: But I don’t understand. Don’t you own two dogs together?
Me: Yes, we do.
Nephew: And you live in the same house together?
Me: Yes, we do.
Nephew: And you are my aunt and you have been since before I was born.
Me: Yes, that’s all true.
Nephew: But you never had a wedding and you aren’t married? I don’t get it.
Me: I don’t get it either. Maybe we should ask Uncle J to explain it.
Nephew went off in search of J and came back to me a few minutes later…
Nephew: Aunt Shana, Uncle J didn’t answer me. He just said he doesn’t know why you aren’t married yet.
Me: Well, sweetie, grown up relationships can be complicated sometimes.
Nephew: Really? Did he ask you to marry him and you said no?
Me: No, he never asked me.
Nephew: Well…do you love him?
Nephew: Does he love you?
Nephew: Well…it doesn’t sound so complicated to me. It’s simple…just get married already.
Nephew went on to tell J that by the next time he sees us he expects us to be married or for J to provide him with an explanation of why we aren’t married yet. Also…he would like some cousins soon.
Gotta love the kid’s honesty!