My daughter, Livy, and her best friend, Ethan, had a conversation in her play room that I overheard from the living room yesterday. Ethan has a little sister name Tory. Here's the conversation:
Livy: "Hey, Ethan, are you going to marry somebody when you get older?"
Ethan: "Yeah."
Livy: "Who are you going to marry?"
Ethan: "I don't know."
Livy: "Well, who are you going to marry?"
Ethan: "I'm going to marry Tory."
Livy: "You can't marry your SISTER! It's against the law. The government won't let you marry your sister."
Ethan: "Oh."
Livy: "So who are you going to marry?"
Ethan: "I don't know."
Livy: "Well, who are you going to marry?!"
Ethan: "I'm going to marry my mama."
Livy: "Yeah, it's OK to marry your mama. It's not against the law."
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