avablog

Tonight at supper, Ava was asking me questions about her dad’s “class” in Chicago this week (he’s there for more software training). She wanted to know who would be in his class–and how many chairs would be in the room. I told her it would be men and women, and she said, “Oh.” She sat there for a moment and then said, with delight, “Maybe he’ll meet a girl there and fall in love with her! Then he could bring her home, and I could have two moms!”