Cold Feet at Five

The other day Isaac and I were sitting on my bed, under a cozy blanket, eating red hots and reading books. Bliss.

Isaac said, "Mom, do people have to get married?"

I said, "People don't have to get married, but getting married is good. You get to have a family and be with people you love."

Then Isaac got a little emotional. He was wiping at his eyes like it just might keep the tears from coming out. "But mom, I don't want to get married."

I said, "It's OK. You don't have to worry about getting married for a long, long time. And one day, you will meet a girl and getting married will seem like a really good idea."

Now the tears were flowing and Isaac said, "But Mom! You are the only girl I like!"

"Oh Isaac," I said, giving him a hug, "Don't worry, you can stay with me for as long as you want."

"I want to stay with you forever." He said.

I remember what it's like to be 5. The idea of having to be on your own, to not have anyone to tuck you in at night or cook your meals is frightening.

I've kept this in mind as I've tried to assure Isaac. While I certainly don't want him hanging around forever, I'm OK telling him he can, just to ease his mind.

Over the last few days, Isaac has brought up the issue of marriage and moving out several times; like he wants to make sure the deal to live with me forever is still good.

Last night I carried him up to bed and he whispered in my ear, "Mom, I don't have to get married, I can stay with your forever, right?"

How could I say anything else but, "of course you can Sweetie! Forever*."

*Please don't tell me I"m starting to sound like the "Love You Forever" Mom.