Uma

Jesse LOVES his preschool friend Uma. I ask him whose birthday party he want's to go to--Francisco or Imagen. He says Uma's. I ask him who he plays with the most. Uma. He tells me about jokes they have together.

But this says it all, this conversation we had when I had tucked him in bed.

Jesse: Mommy, why did you marry Daddy?

Me: Because I loved him and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

Jesse: Will I get married someday?

Me: Yeah, if you want to.

Jesse: I want to marry Uma. Someday, my mommy can give a ring to me. And her mommy can give Uma a ring. And we can walk together through the forest and I can give her the ring that my mommy gave me and she can give me the ring her mommy gave her.

Yikes! I am not looking forward to taking Jesse to London, far, far away from Uma.....It has been plaguing me for months and this love has not let up.