Tonight at bedtime I made a joke with David that the song he sings to Clair to put her to bed, Daisy, would be their father daughter dance at her wedding.
Clair quickly asks, "Mommy, will you and Daddy come to my wedding."
"Of course honey, you couldn't keep us away."
Clair, "Will you be alive when I get married?"
Mommy, "I sure hope so. But we have a few years for that. Let's focus on finishing pre-school first."
Clair, "Okay."
Mommy, "Night. Night. Clair. I love you." closing door behind me.
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