one more...

every week day chuck comes home to eat lunch. the kids know him pretty well now from this. last week we drove up to chuck's truck already being parked outside. asa noticed it and said, "hey does chuck live in your apartment building?" i laughed and answered, "asa, chuck lives with me." it confused him for a second, "is chuck your papa?" i laughed some more, "no asa, chuck is my boyfriend." "oh!" he was quiet for a moment. he then said as if to resolve the confusion, "well, boyfriends grow up to be papas."