I'm sitting at the dining room table chatting to Boy #1 whilst he finishes his lunch. In an attempt to divert the conversation away from constant requests to watch Ice Age on dvd in daylight hours, I threw in a bit of a curve-ball...
Me: "Listen to that song on the radio, Boy #1. It's about a girl wishing a boy was her boyfriend. One day you might have a girlfriend..."
Boy #1 stopped eating, put his sandwich down, and looked at me. He raised his left eyebrow (where did he learn that by the way? It's so unfair when your 5 year old can do stuff like that when you can't...)
Boy #1: "Mama. Don't be silly. I don't need a girlfriend. When I grow up I am going to be married!"
Me: "Really? Well, that's good. Who did you have in mind?"
Boy #1: "I am going to marry E."
This was new news. Previous candidates mooted by Boy #1 for his bride to be had been J or R. What happened to them, I wondered? I asked.
Boy #1: "Well, it's obvious Mummy. They don't have the right dvd's. I am going to marry a girl with the right dvd's. J and R just have (sneer) Barbie stuff. Some girls are like that..."
Me: "But not E?"
Boy #1: "Not E. She has grown up dvd's. Like Kung Fu Panda. Please may I get down now?"
He wandered away, leaving me to question why on earth I had never realised that finding a life-partner was so simple...