My Brother Is My Husband

No, I am not talking about myself and Josh. Nor am I talking about any form of incest. Get your mind out of the gutter. Hannah desperately wants a brother. She asks for him, she talks about him all the time, she even has a name for him. Cinda. As in Cinderella. What a manly name. And every so often, I hear her playing with her brother. They play shopping, dollhouse, coloring - She LOVES to color pictures of her brother. One day while her and her "brother" were playing together so well (nicer than I could ever dream of her playing with her real live sister Leslie) I decided I would inquire about this brother that I have no recollection of giving birth to. "Hannah, can I play with you and your brother?" I ask. "Umm, no." was the response I received. "Where did your brother come from, Hannah?" I inquired, "My brother is my HUSBAND" was the response I was given with a typical Hannah eye roll. Because, I obviously am an IDIOT for not knowing that Cinda, Hannah's brother is her husband. Jeez. Moms totally don't know anything.