You and John had a son, Jack. Jack is... you could say, a mama's boy. He is very clingy to you. – One day, John, Jack and you are sitting quietly at the campfire. John was sitting in a manspreaded and you were sitting between his legs with Jack on your lap. You were quietly watching the campfire when suddenly Jack spoke. Jack: "Mom! When I grow up I'll marry you!" John almost choked and you couldn't help but laugh. Your husband wrapped his arms around your waist. John: "Sorry kid, but your mother is already married to me." Jack looked at him then they both started arguing while you listened, snickering. You thought it was cute.