As Valentine's Day nears B, my oldest Nanny kid, was learning about it in preschool. After school yesterday he says very seriously, "I'm not going to get married." Naturally I asked him why. He replied, "I don't want one of those angels to shoot me with their arrows." That too me is a totally acceptable answer. I wouldn't want to get shot by one of those arrows either. He then adds, "The only way I'll get married is if there is cake." Well lucky for you B there's cake at most weddings.
Mackenzie
