Yesterday we had to get new tires put on our truck and the tire place is around the corner from our neighborhood. (Great timing I might add. Doesn’t expensive stuff like that just come at the best times? Right before Christmas and a new baby!) So Darby and I walked home after dropping it off, and then walked back when it was ready. This is a conversation Darby and I had on our walk yesterday evening when we were on our way to pick it up:
Darby: Mommy? You married?
Me: Yes Darby. I married Papa!
Darby: Oh. Ya. I get married?
Me: (chuckling) Yes, one day when you are MUCH older!
Darby: Oh, ok. I marry JACKSON!!