The other night I headed upstairs to say goodnight to the kids and came upon this conversation between Weston and Grace. I was standing outside their door and they didn't know I was listening.
Grace: "When we grow up I can mawwy (marry) you."
Weston (voice exasperated) : "Grace, you can't marry your brother."
Grace (getting upset): "Weton, den who will I mawwy"?
Weston: "I don't know. A boy."
Grace (starting to cry): "But den I won't see you anymore!"
Weston (referring to Grace's wedding): "But Grace, I'll come to the party. Brothers and sisters come to the party.
Grace (still crying): "But I won't see you everyday!"
At this point I had to tiptoe downstairs and tell Mike what I'd just heard. Later I asked Grace about it and she was still upset. She knows she wants to get married someday, but at this point the only boys in her world are Weston and Daddy. It makes her so sad to hear she can't marry either of them! Sometimes 3 year-olds are pretty sweet!
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