I was flipping through a freebie parenting magazine that I picked up in the lobby of the library when I came across an article about “good karma” marriages. I read the teaser lead-in question out loud to Mr. P:
“If you could marry the same person all over again, would you?”
“What?” he said, looking up from his whiskey and database-communing daze.
“If you could marry the same person all over again, would you?” I repeated, standing up and extending my arms laterally in an exaggerated flourish, as if to say: Who wouldn’t want to be indentured to this marvel of chubb for a lifetime? (Note: This is an exaggeration. I’ve actually lost 4 pounds since I’ve stopped running and started swimming. Sure, most of the weight lost is probably from atrophied leg muscle that I had accumulated after a season including 3 marathons and 2 ultras… but my torso has never looked slicker.)
He looked at me. “That’s not the person I married,” he said.
Ah. Four, almost five years later, he can still crack me up when I least expect it. That’s what sold me. I can emphatically say yes, I would.
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And now for something completely different: Photos from our weekend trip to the deCordova musuem. Kids+modern sculpture go together pretty well.