Kanoa was so sweet. While we were at the Union Fairgrounds today (riding bikes and scooters with other homeschoolers), he asked me if I would marry him. Twice. Right after he asked the first time, he picked a dandelion and gave it to me saying, "Here is a dandelion for you." And the second time it was a dried out oak leaf.
I told him he was so sweet and thanked him for the treasures.
I don't think I got around to answering him the first time because he moved on to giving me the flower and then getting back into running and playing again.
A little bit later he asked for the second time. He had stopped playing and running and had more time to listen to a response. I should have said, "Yes, I can marry you" and give him a hug. For all he must mean is I love being with you. And he probably wanted to feel secure knowing that I would always be there for him and that I love him. But what did I say? Lightheartedly and gently I said I was already married to Daddy. I asked him if I could give him a hug and a kiss. He looked at me and with a yucky face said that if you give a person a kiss, it means you are married!