Aubrey: Mommy, I want to get married.
Me: Why do you want to get married, Aubrey?
Aubrey: Because I want to be loved.
Me: Well, OK, who will you marry?
Aubrey: Actually Mama, I am marrying you, of course.
Last night after we put Molly to bed, Aubrey and I were laying in the hammock outside with her snuggle blanket and a gray sky overhead. I started crying and had to hide that from her. But it was such a sweet moment. I did go on to explain that I was married to daddy but that I loved her very much and always would but she said she didn't mind if I was married to her and to daddy because she loved me. No need to argue over that, right?