On our Way

…Speaking of homosexuality, this was in all honesty our conversation on our walk home from bringing Miss J to school this morning:

E: “Mom, why can’t brothers really marry sisters? Cause there’s nobody left for Miss J and I to marry except each other.”
M: “Maybe when we move you’ll find a nice girl to marry, and Miss J will find a nice boy. You have plenty of time.”
T: “But you have to find someone who goes to our church too, so that you can get married in the temple.”
E: “Yeah, and it has to be a girl. Boys can only marry girls.”
T: “I’m going to find a littler girl than me to marry. I want to be bigger than her and older too.”
M: “Just like Daddy is bigger and older than me?”
T: “Yeah. When you were one, he was three. And when you were four he was six!”
E: “Boys can’t marry boys, and girls can’t marry girls.”
M: “Why not?”
E: “Because then they can’t have babies.”
M: “Why not?”
T: “Because you need an egg from a Mommy and a sperm from a Daddy.”
M: “That’s right.”
E: “And if two boys married, you’d have two Daddies and no Mommy, and then there would be nobody to tell you what to do; no Mommy!”
T: “No Mommy?!”
E: “Yeah. You better marry a girl.”
T: “A righteous one.”