Making Moments – Getting Married Yet

Making Moments – Getting Married Yet

While eating Lunch, me and Lunch Bucket talked.

“Hey Lunch Bucket, What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“I can marry a boy.  A boy can marry a girl!  A boy can marry me.  I’m a little bigger.”
“Which boy are you going to marry?  What is his name?”
Either she didn’t know, or she didn’t want to tell me, because she evaded the question.  So finally I asked, “Why do people get married?”
“Grandma boy.”
“Grandma boy?”
“A Boy is not Grandma.”
“That’s true.”
For a few minutes we talked about me and Jenni getting married.  She seemed to accept that okay, until she said, “But Momma’s not married yet.”
“Momma is married.  She’s married to Baba.”
“Momma’s not married yet!”
“But Momma and Baba got married in the temple,” I reminded her, “and then we had you, Lunch Bucket.  If Momma wasn’t married to me, she wouldn’t have had Lunch Bucket.”
“Momma’s not married yet.  She’s wearing a pants and shirt.”
“Oh,” I replied, “you mean she’s not wearing a wedding dress.  Yeah, she’s not wearing one now.  But she wore one when we got married.”
“And Grandma is in a wedding dress.”
“Yeah, Grandma wore a wedding dress when she got married, just like Momma did.”
“Yeah.”
“And you’re going to get married someday, too, huh?”
“But not yet.”
“Yeah, when you’re big like Momma, huh?”
“Yeah.  But Momma’s not married yet.”
Oh, well.  I guess she’s just going to think marriage and wedding dresses are the same thing for a while.