"He's got two mothers. No father, but two mothers," he said very matter of factly. He then stated, more talking to himself than me, that he didn't know if his friend saw his father.
"Maybe his mum didn't love his dad anymore," he said. I waited for his questions, which I could see forming in his whirring head.
"Are girls allowed to marry girls?" He asked.
"Where is it not allowed?" he asked.
"Some States in America. Some African countries." I replied.
"How did they allow it here?" he asked.
"The leaders of the country got together and made it legal." I said.
"Ah, ok. But why do people marry?" he asked.
I gave him my best 'when people love each other' speech. And he trundled upstairs satisfied with his new knowledge on marriage around the world.
Wouldn't the world be a better place if we all saw things like same sex marriage through the eyes of a child? No judgement, no whys. Just acceptance.