The five-minute drive to school every morning yields some interesting conversations between Caleb and I . . .
Me: Caleb, who’s your best friend at school?
Caleb: Well, I have lots of best friends.
Me: Not just one?
Caleb: No. I have lots of good friends. But I’m going to pick a best friend today.
Me: Oh? How are you going to do that?
Caleb: Well, the next one who does something nice for me will be my best friend.
Me: Okay.
Caleb: Except if it’s a girl.
Me: Girls can be your friends.
Caleb: But if I pick a girl to be my best friend, then she’ll just want to get married with me.
Oh, the workings of a five-year-old mind! I had a good chuckle over this one.
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Of course Caleb, already being engaged, woulndn't want to encourage any friendship with other girls. Isn't it odd that marriage is already on the mind of a 5 year old?
From the mouth of babes! 🙂