Yesterday in the car on the way to Jo's, I asked Kate if she was going to play with her friend Riley. She said, "No! Riley takes toys away! I don't play with Riley!"
Then right afterwards, she says, "I'm going to marry Big Riley, you know the one from Jo's." Later she added, "When he grows up and I grow up, he won't take toys anymore, and then we'll get married. I'm going to tell Glen that."
I guess it's a reflection of my quality marriage that I've produced two children so anxious to line up a marriage partner.
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