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Our oldest son then asks "Are you guys excited to have twenty kids?"
Cami and I exchange confused and shocked looks. "What do you mean son?" we asked.
He tells us that he thinks we're going to have twenty kids in our family.
"Why do you think that?" I said.
"I don't know. I just think it would be funny" he replies.
At this point I begin contemplating a life with twenty children. I picture Cami being pregnant another sixteen times. All the diapers to change, the milk that would be consumed, all of the years of not sleeping. Wow.
Then my thoughts, for whatever reason, turned to Eve. How many children she must have had! Hundreds of years of child bearing and rearing. "Poor mother Eve" is my comment.
Suddenly, our oldest, with a bewildered look on his face, asks "why are you never gonna leave?"
The answer to his question is:
- I love your mother and I have covenanted to cleave unto her and be one flesh
- I love you and your brothers and part of my covenant with your mother and with God is to care for you and never leave you
- You and your brothers are TONS of fun (usually) and who would I play with before and after work if I left?
- If I left I would miss you, your brothers, and your mom fiercely, so much that it would hurt. I'm not interested in hurting.
- Who would take care of you, teach you how to be a real man, how to treat a woman, how to work and be responsible for your actions if I left? It's my job and privilege to teach you these things. I'm not going anywhere.
That's why I'm never gonna leave my son.