Me: “How would you feel if I had a girlfriend?” Ezra: “Strange.” Me: “Anything else?” Ezra: “Just strange.” A couple days later…. Me: “You know when you said you would feel strange? I think it would feel even more strange for me if I had a girlfriend and went out on dates.” Ezra: “Does this mean you don’t like Mom anymore?” Me: “No, it just means I have to face reality. She’s not coming back to live with us anymore. We are never going to be married again. I have to move on.”