Monday, December 14, 2009

Mr. & Mr. Rosenberg

I overheard this quiet conversation coming from Bob’s room at bedtime as his father was tucking him in.

“Daddy, I love your ring.”

“I love it too, because it means that I’m married to mama.”

“I have a ring.”

“You do?”

“Yes. It means that I am married to you, Daddy, because we are friends.”

“That’s sweet, Buddy.”

There was silence for a few moments and then the yelling began.

“Hey Mama! Can you get my ring out of my dress up bag? It's in my closet! The one I got at Annie’s tea party? I need it for being married to Daddy! Mama! Hurry! I am married now! Come on! I need my ring! You have to find it now! Now! I love it! It's by my hats! Mama?! I need it! The green one! I am married! I can't do sleeping without my married ring! Hurry Mama! Mama! I am putting bedtime on the pause button until the ring gets here! You can do it Mama! Mama!”


  1. Setting is everything. A conversation like that is sweet and charming when it takes place in a california bungalow. As soon as you move it to a trailer in the ozarks, it becomes a whole different thing.

  2. I'm laughing at DG's comment.

    And my boys regularly put things on pause. Thanks, DVR!

  3. I love the "pause" button. We use it often at our house.

    Back to you. Sweet moment. And then hilarious.

  4. Yet another touching reason we must fight Prop 8!

  5. This is beautiful and wonderful!!!!

  6. LOVE LOVE LOVE. So hilarious how one moment, is nice and quiet and next it's OMG - MUST HAVE RING TO CONSUMATE MARRIAGE NOW!!!!!!!!! Hee Hee Hee. Bob is a committed partner. :-)

  7. I WANT THAT RING!! I'm jealous!!

  8. I love you Tammigirl