Tonight we were watching Neil Young's Prairie Harvest Home concert on Palladia. Or whatever it was called. I kept commenting to George that every Neil Young song sounded alike. George is a HUGE fan of Mr. Young, so I occasionally indulge him. Anyway, he said something about his 21 year-old daughter finishing her last year of college and how he wrote a song for her. He called it an "empty-nester" song and compared it to the songs he used to write for girls when he was younger. So I asked George if Neil Young was married, figuring such a HUGE fan and all, he'd know. He did not. I looked for the tell-tale wedding ring and finally noticed it.
All the while, Zac, waiting to jump into the conversation said, "He must be married, he's got a daughter."
I, the ever-realist, said, "Well, sweetness, you don't have to be married to have children."
To which Zac replied, "Oh yeah, he could've adopted her."
I don't yet have the heart to tell him otherwise.
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How sweet is that? Mom
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