This winter, I got courage and decided it was time to let my older six-year-old daughter walk in the yard on her own.



One day she comes out of a walk and tells me:

I played with the boys, there were no girls today, so I made friends with the boys. We played bats and ran from the mountains. One even invited me to get married.

What did you answer him? I asked with curiosity.

My mother did not answer him. I just sat on him and went on him from the mountain.

Why then? He was hard, probably.

Let them know that marriage is difficult.