Conversation in van yesterday:
Clare: I think we should sell our house and buy the one with the gold door. (a couple of houses down from ours)
Mommy: Well, that's not something we can do now.
Clare: Then when I grow up and get married, I will buy it and live there.
Mommy: That would be great. I would like having you so close.
Clare: (after a thoughtful pause) Who(m) should I marry?
Mommy: I don't know, honey, you have a long time to figure that out.
Clare: Where should I get married?
Mommy: I guess you could get married at our church, you were baptized there.
Clare: But what if I get thirsty? (there is no water fountain in our church)
Mommy: Oh, then in that case, maybe you should get married at St Mary's. Or we could just bring you a water bottle. Of course, you wouldn't want to drink too much because it can be hard to go potty in a big wedding dress.
Clare: But I don't want to drink out of the potty! I want to drink from the water fountain!
It just doesn't get any cuter than that!
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Getting married with no access to a water fountain?!?! Unthinkable. 😉
Getting married with no access to a water fountain?!?! Unthinkable. 😉