Mara (to me): I’m going to marry the most beautiful man in the world!
Me: Who is it?
Mara: He’s in the living room [going in living room]
Mara: Micah, can I marry you?. . . . pleeeeeeeze?
Micah: [doesn’t even look up] No
Mara, singing a lilting tune: Oh, dear! I can’t get married today. I thought my marriagement was today. But now I can’t get married.
Ten minutes later . . .
Mara: Let’s dance. [She hugs him, he begins hitting her to stop the hugging.]
Mara: Micah, you should never HIT in a marriage!!
Micah, with a sudden change of mind, takes her hand: Let’s get married.
Ummmm….these are going to make some great stories to embarrass the mess out of these two when they’re teenagers 🙂
Little buddies! I know they’ll be buddies.