hope is a subtle glutton;

SHIT I CAN'T MAKE UP: Convo between my 7year-old students today

• (Names have been altered slightly, just in case.)
• Josie: I have a new crusshhhhh
• Matt: Me too! On a boy!
• Pearl: You're a boy with a crush on a boy?
• Matt: Yeah he's really cute.
• Pearl: Oh.
• (pause for a bit)
• Matt: Boys can like boys. I just can't marry him because boys can't marry boys.
• Me: Yeah they can. You can marry whoever you want.
• Matt: Really?
• Josie: YEAH my tia has a wife so now I have a titi and a auntie.
• Matt: Okay. Then maybe I'll marry him.
• Dave: (from across the room) No you can't you're seven.
• (Age was apparently the only foreseeable problem anyone of my elementary schoolers could see with gay marriage. I almost cried out of happiness. Later, when I was asked if boys could kiss anyone they wanted, I replied "only if they want to kiss you back." And Josie responded "Yeah! Your body your life.")
• My students are the shit.