The woman that Ken married yesterday has a 6-yr. old son by a previous marriage. The new couple left today for a Honeymoon Trip to Puerto Rico. But they are returning in a week, picking up Ryan, and going camping in the mountains for 3 days so Karen's son will feel a part of this marriage from the very beginning.
This morning, Daelyn and I were snuggling in my bed.
"Mama," he asked, "where are Uncle Ken and Aunt Karen?"
I explained that they're on their honeymoon now and have gone away on an airplane but that they'll be back in a week to pick up Ryan for the second part of it.
"I'm mad at you and Daddy!" he commented when I finished with my explanation.
"Whatever for, son? Why are you mad with us?"
"Because you didn't take me, Brother, or Sissy on YOUR honeymoon."
I tried to explain that none of them were born yet. He looked at me skeptically. He seems to think I'm trying to pull a fast-one on him to get away with the solitary honeymoon.
I'm sure it seems to him like he's been a part of our family from the very beginning. And, in some ways, they WERE along with us on our honeymoon - at least in all our more pleasant dreams.
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