The idea of marriage is so abstract to my little girl, which I realize is age-appropriate, but some of the things she says about marriage crack me up.
Today, while driving home from the park:
Z: Mommy, how do I get married?
M: Well, you fall in love with your best friend and then get married.
Z: I am going to marry Kaia - she is my best friend.
M: I am glad Kaia is your best friend. You will marry a boy, though.
Z: No, I am going to go to the temple and have kisses and flowers - but NO BOY!
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