Over the last few weeks, The Mayor routinely announced his intention to remain a bachelor.
But today he was interested in learning about the actual wedding ceremony.
We were talking a summer trip to the west coast that we have planned to attend the wedding of a friend and The Mayor suddenly had to know everything.
"Can you tell me everything about weddings? NO! Can you show me?"Lately, The Mayor has to be pretending all day long.
For example, he spent the entire day soaring around the house and shrieking.
His pretending is so fast and furious that he's making K a little bit nuts.
[That would be no.]
"What animal are you?" he'll ask impatiently as K fumbles for his first cup of morning coffee.
"Can't I just be a plain, old, regular Daddy right now, Mayor?" K will beg.
Showing The Mayor about weddings meant that K and I had to play the bride and groom while The Mayor served as the officiant.
[We went with a non-denominational imaginative play wedding.]
K told The Mayor what to say and I repeated back all the for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health words.
We walked up and down the aisle.
We sang Here Comes The Bride.
We exchanged rings.
We even kissed.
When The Mayor was finally satisfied, he said,
"I'm still not going to marry. I'm definitely going to be a bachelor."Then I remembered one thing about weddings that I had forgotten to tell him.
"At the end of the wedding, everyone gives you presents."His eyes widened.
"They give you toys?"
"Well, no. You're an adult when you get married so they give you things adults want."
"Oh," he said, experiencing a moment of regret about his choice never to wed.Then he shrugged it off,
"Oh, well. I'll still have Christmas."[Later The Mayor asked what wedding presents K and I received. When K told him we got the family silverware, The Mayor couldn't stop laughing. He had never heard of such a ridiculous gift.]