“The answer to do you love me isn't, I married you, didn't I? Or, Can't we discuss this after the ballgame is through? It isn't, Well that all depends on what you mean by 'love'. Or even, Come to bed and I'll prove that I do. The answer isn't, How can I talk about love when the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and the children are screaming their heads off and I'm going to miss my bus? The answer is yes. The answer is yes. The answer is yes.”
—Judith Viorst, “Some Advice From a Mother to Her Married Son”
Some Advice From A Mother To Her Married Son
by Judith Viorst
The answer to do you love me isn’t, I married you, didn’t I?
Or, Can’t we discuss this after the ballgame is through?
It isn’t, Well that all depends on what you mean by ‘love’.
Or even, Come to bed and I’ll prove that I do.
The answer isn’t, How can I talk about love when
the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and
the children are screaming their heads off and
I’m going to miss my bus?
The answer is yes.
The answer is yes.
The answer is yes.
“Even In Australia.”
—Judith Viorst, from Alexander and The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day (thanks, skippingthesurface)
Some Advice from a Mother to Her Married Son
Some Advice from a Mother to Her Married Son
- Judith Viorst
The answer to do you love me isn’t, I married you, didn’t I?
Or, Can’t we discuss this after the ballgame is through?
It isn’t, Well that all depends on what you mean by ‘love’.
Or even, Come to bed and I’ll prove that I do.
The answer isn’t, How can I talk about love when
the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and
the children are screaming their heads off and
I’m going to miss my bus?
The answer is yes.
The answer is yes.
The answer is yes.
