Mawwiage is what bwings us togethew today...

If that title makes no sense to you, I command you to stop reading and go watch Princess Bride. Now. It's downright un-American of you not to have seen it.

So apparently Bean has marriage on the brain. And she's already got a groom all picked out... her friend "PeterPan." PeterPan is the son of one of my good friends. She also has a little girl that's Squish's age... "Teeny." We get together, and have some fun mommy time while the kids play. We get such a kick out of watching Bean and PeterPan interact. They already act like a little old married couple. When they disagree on something, they calmly discuss it until they've reached a compromise. It convinces us that we must be modeling healthy discussion techniques in our marriages. That or we argue a lot. ;)

So every once in a while, Bean or PeterPan will make the announcement that they want to marry the other one. Peter Pan said he wanted to travel all over the country with Bean, which she thought seemed like a pretty good idea, as long as she can bring her favorite stuffed animal Big Dog. When Bean went to PeterPan's birthday party, he left all his other boy friends and cousins to run around with her. He even ignored the big fancy birthday boy seat so he could accept her invitation to sit next to her. True love at its best. ;)

Bean also said she thinks PeterPan will make a good husband because he "treats her right," (her words) is nice to his sister, and he loves God. I think she knows what to look for better than some adults I know... Haha! She said she hasn't heard him pray yet, and plans to ask him to pray for the food next time we play with them. I don't know where she gets this stuff, but it cracks me up.

Bean usually says she wants to have 12 or 15 children (I blame the Duggars). But recently she said she doesn't want ANY children. I asked her why, and she said it's because they won't let you eat while you're in labor. I reminded her that it's only a few hours, and she nodded gravely, noting that that's a very.long.time. You have to understand, this child eats continuously. Kenny G has circular breathing, and Bean has circular digestion. So if it's been more than a half hour and she hasn't asked for something to eat, I know she's sick.

So when PeterPan decided he wanted 10 children the other day, I told Bean she'd better look for an OB who will let her eat while she's in labor. Otherwise it may be time for a new suitor.

I'm sure her other two "boyfriends" Montana and Stinky will be relieved.

Bean's introduction to the male anatomy

Recently Bean saw her (boy) friend "Stinky" changing out of his swimsuit after a day at the splash park. I saw her staring, and managed to distract her, albeit too late. I knew she was processing, so I was just waiting for the bomb to drop.

My mom babysat her, and (of course) this is when Bean decided to talk through everything. "I saw a little boy getting changed, and his stuff was hanging out!" Bean proceeds to look disgusted. "Oh... really..." said my mom, moving quickly into panic mode. "And he didn't have fur like mommy or daddy." This would be the point that most people would start dialing Child Services, so of course I had some 'splaining to do when I went to pick her up. I managed to reassure Mom that Bean has NOT seen BigGuy naked (much to my mom's relief), but that she's seen me go to the bathroom. So that of course was why I had to explain to her that mommies and daddies have hair down there, and she would too when she grew up.

Here's hoping it's a LONG time before we have to have a discussion like this again.