i'm a sentimental fool. i like cats. pardon my language. i'm still young but i like old stuff. i may lash out on you if you take the wrong step.
i'm a mine field.
this is my blog. i swear i've lost my mind. also i wrote this discribtion when i was 14 or something? i don't know what i was thinking.
Matt:
Boys can like boys. I just can't marry him because boys can't marry boys.
Me:
Yeah they can. You can marry whoever you want.
Matt:
Really?
Josie:
YEAH my tia has a wife so now I have a titi and a auntie.
Matt:
Okay. Then maybe I'll marry him.
Dave:
(from across the room) No you can't you're seven.
(Age was apparently the only foreseeable problem anyone of my elementary schoolers could see with gay marriage. I almost cried out of happiness. Later, when I was asked if boys could kiss anyone they wanted, I replied "only if they want to kiss you back." And Josie responded "Yeah! Your body your life.")