The mind of a 4-year-old

Hopefully, someday, Jack and Allie will read through this blog and have some laughs. Today was a perfect example.

I put Allie to bed, and after Jack’s nightly breathing treatment this was our exact conversation:

Jack: Mama, I didn’t miss you when you were at work today because we had winter carnival at school.
Linda: Well that’s great Jack. I want you to have a great time at school.
Jack: Yes. And I’m boyfriend-girlfriend with Isabella.
Linda: Yes, Miss Laura (Jack’s teacher) told me you got married.
Jack: I broke her heart.
Linda: You broke Isabella’s heart? Why?
Jack: Because we can’t be married again until Friday.
Linda: Oh, I don’t understand.
Jack: Mama-a-a-a, Isabella said her heart is broke.
Linda: Oh, her heart is broke because you can’t see each other until Friday?
Jack: Yes, Mama, I can’t be boyfriend-girlfriend again until Friday. I can only get married on Friday’s.
Linda: Okay, it’s time for bed.
Jack: Mama, I need to see your iphone again
Linda: Buddy, you got to play all your games when I was putting Allie down, it’s time for bed.
Jack: No Mama, I have to check my email.