Reenactment: An 8 year old and his worries.

Driving to school yesterday morning:

L: "B...are you planning to get married and have kids someday?"

B: "Of course."

L: "When I grow up I am definitely getting married and having kids."

B: "I'm going to have lots of kids."

L: "Yeah, I'm a little worried about finding a woman that will like me though. I think that will be the hardest part about growing up."

B: "No, the hardest part will be going to college and making enough money so you can buy a house for your family."

L: "Nah. Finding the woman. That is what I'm worried about. She has to be kind, and be able to drive a car. She has to let me sit in the front seat too. But how will I find her?"

Me: "Don't worry about that...you will find her when you least expect it. You will meet her one day and not even know it. She will be your friend and one day you will think, 'I love her, I'm going to marry her.'"

L: "Yeah, but she has to like diabetes...and not too many people like diabetes."

Me: "Do you like it?"

L: "Yeah. 'Cause if I didn't than I would hate it...and that isn't good. I mean I have to do stuff with it ALL the time! If I hated it, and my wife hated it...that would be bad, and sad."

Me: "You are so wonderful, you will find her. That is the last thing you have to worry about. Right now all you have to do is work hard in school."

L: "And test my blood sugar."

Me: "Yes, and test your blood sugar."

(This is me wrapping up day 11 of National Blog Posting Month in honor of Diabetes Awareness Month.)