Tuck had given it some thought, clearly.
"Mommy, when I grow up and I'm a daddy, I think I'll marry you. Because you don't have one."
"Well, that's very thoughtful, kiddo. But you should marry someone just for you. Like maybe Isabelle."
(Isabelle is his ooh-la-la favorite girl in Sunday School. She's a darling little firecracker in pink cowboy boots. I've been told they snuggle in the book corner and he plays with her hair during story time.)
(Robb had a special place in his heart for Isabelle, too. He loved that little girl.)
"Isabelle? I could marry her."
"You sure could."
"You'll be okay, Mommy?"
"Yes, Tuck. I'll be okay."