Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Must be Wierd Family Shit Day

One of my students asked me yesterday if I would mind if I found out my son was gay. I said no, and then explained that there are pitfalls to any sexuality, even heterosexuals have problems. I did tell him that I would worry more- he would still, even in our "enlightened" age, be a social outcast, the risk of disease (not an exclusively homosexual problem anymore) was higher, plus a few others. They couldn't believe it. One boy said he'd beat his son and make him live in Church. (Because that would solve the problem, right?) Just so's you know, I would prefer heterosexual children, but they're my children and I support them.
That got me thinking of a conversation I had with my son when he was about 4:
"Mom, I'm gonna marry you"
"I'm sorry Sweetheart, mommies and son's can't get married"
"OK, I'll marry Daddy"
"Well, you can't marry Daddy, Either"
"OK, I'll marry Grandma..... Grandpa?.... Uncle Gerry? ...."
"I'm sorry, you can't marry family members"
"Well, then, who can I marry?"

I still crack up thinking of that.

So tonight I get home, and what does Re-Pete say?
"Hey, Mommy, I'm gonna Marry Daddy" She even drew of picture of her in a veil and her Daddy with his big head.

Gotta love those kids....


Chickie Carmarthen said...

It's only dangerous if they stay stuck with that Oedipus/Electra complex! :)

Erica said...

I don't think I ever wanted to marry any of my parents, but I did go through a phase when I was about baby to three years old where, if I had a bad dream, or if it was thundering outside, I'd sleep in their bed.

That's normal, right?