My seven year-old said to me, “Mom, don’t be angry, but I found the person to spend my life with and we are getting married.” He knows that his other mother and I first met when we were ten years old at camp (and then re-met almost 25 years later), so maybe he thinks that’s how it happens. The young girl in question is someone he has known for years and we adore her and her parents. But I think it is a little early for the betrothal. Luckily, while they are close friends, they don’t spend that much time together. And, he still would rather play with dinosaurs, so thank G-d for small favors.

Don’t know if I’ll survive his adolescence.