Spin Cycle

Four-year-old Miles poked his head into the bathroom while I was brushing my teeth. He had that look: he was going to say something very sweet.

"Momma, guess WHAT?!"

"What, baby?"

"I'm gonna marry you!"

(A VERY brief Oedipal scenario plays in my head...Had he already killed his father??)

"You're going to marry me?? How will you do that?"

"Well, I already know how to marry. First, we kiss, next we hold hands, an' then we SPIN AROUND!"

That explains it, I thought. I had it all wrong from the beginning.