"Mom, are you getting married today?" Bram asked in the car.
"No buddy, we already got married and are celebrating that we have been married for eight years!" I replied.
David queried, "To whom?"
"Nobody."
I explained that marriage doesn't work that way and he is too young to get married. So David asked the boys how old you needed to be to be married.
Anders, "Ten...no, eleven."
We giggled so he knew he said something that wasn't correct.
He tried again, "Twelve?"
Then as we were saying family prayer, Anders expressed, "Thank you that momma was born for eight years."
Maybe they will get it next year.
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