You don't have NO man in your bed!

So already just from the title of this blog post some of you are thinking "what?" The conservative people are closing out of my blog and the "glogger" out there are excited because who knows what this blog is about. (if you want to know what a "glogger" is check out my friend Brandi's blog at http://www.homehopeandfuture.blogspot.com/)...

Anywho back to the topic of conversations. It has been an interesting first three months as a new single mom. I have learned that my son always say exactly what's on his mind and doesn't care if it's PC...Bill Maher would love my son!

The other day I was working out at home. I got on my IronMan Elliptical and started my hour long cardio session. Isaac was staring at me for about 5 minutes. Then out of no where he says to me "Mama you're getting fat!" He didn't laugh, he didn't smile. He was dead serious. I looked down at my not-so-toned lack of abs and immediately raised the resistance and went an extra 25 minutes just for good measure.

Then the other night I was laying in bed with Isaac, right on the verge of falling asleep he looked at me with a very concerned look and said to me, "Mama why don't you have a man in your bed?" I of course thought he has to be joking! But when I looked at him, he wasn't joking. He proceeded to tell me how in Africa woman always have a man in their bed. He was genuinely concerned that I didn't have one.

I did my best to explain that until I get married I won't have a man in my bed. That for now he is the only "man" I'm going to share my bed with (Isaac crawls into bed with me every morning right around 2 A.M.)

After a very confusing couple of minutes of trying to explain to my 7 year old why I won't have a man in my bed, he asked me how I would ever find him a "white Pa" (Isaac assumes my man will be white, because I'm white...I have to many other things to explain so I just let this slide!)

I looked at him and said, "Isaac one day God will send you and me both our "Pa" and when we meet him we will know right away that it's him, and after we get married he will be the man in my bed." Isaac looked at me, wrapped his arms around my neck and snuggled up to me and said, "Till Papa God gives you and me a Pa, I will be the only man in your bed, but when Papa God gives you and me a Pa, I will sleep with you only sometimes!"

So there you go...I answered the "why don't you have a man in your bed question"! Now I should be able to find a way to create world peace!