
I told her it would be SO great if they got married. Then we could all be together, ALL the time. She said, "okay" with a shrug of her shoulders, as if the deal was done. As we clicked through the pictures, we talked.
Me: Isn't he handsome?
Mina: Yes, he is. Is he smart?
Me: Oh yeah. He knows lots of things.
Mina: Like what things??
Me: Well, he can read stories and he rides a mini-bike and he is good at video games and he can color and he's a good swimmer.
Mina: Is he funny?
Me: Sure. He tells jokes and he likes funny movies!
Mina: Is he a good finder?
Me: A what?
Mina: A good finder.
Me: What do you mean, a good finder?
Mina: You know, when you play hide and seek? Does he find people first?
Me: Ohhhhh. Yeah. He's a GREAT finder.
Mina: OK.
Well, that was easy. Apparently, the only criterion for marriage to an almost five year old is that he be handsome, smart, funny and a good finder.
Gee....that's kinda what I look for in a man too. I guess it sometimes takes a five year old to make you realize that simplicity really is the best way to go.
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That's my girl. Whoever finds her later in life, will most certainly be classified as a "good finder."
This is probably the sweetest thing I've read in some while. Thanks for sharing.
A-men. When did it become so complicated? "I'd rather be alone for the right reasons..." has always been my mantra, but I'm beginning to wonder whether my reasons are really right.
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