Conversation in the Van...

While driving home from swimming lessons we had quite the conversation.  Here goes:

Miles:  I want to marry Tess when I grow up.
me:  You love Tess and she's your best buddy, but I bet when you're grown-up, you won't want to marry your sister.
Tess:  I will--I want to marry Bree!
Miles:  2 girls [he calls them "gills"] can't get married!
Tess:  Yes they can!  They just can't have babies!
Miles:  Nuh-uh!  Mom, can 2 gills get married?
me:  ummmmm...... well, yes.......  but Tess is right; they can't have babies.  [I really didn't want to get into a big  discussion about marriage and homosexuality and adoption, so I was trying to be very vague...]
Tess:  you have to have a boy and a girl to make a baby.  There's a part of the dad and a part of the mom that makes the baby.  And when the dad smooches the mom, that part goes in and makes a baby.
me:  well, it's a little more complicated than that.  But that's pretty close.

Luckily at this point the conversation steered its way into other topics.  Whew!