Marrying the Bride

Troy: “When I grow up, I’m going to get married in a castle.”

Me: “You are? Well, I’m so glad you’re going to get married. I really hope I’m there to see it.”

Troy: “Yeah, I’m going to get married in that castle.”

Me: “Well, I’m not sure you want to get married in that castle, but there are a lot of castles where you can get married.”

Troy: “No, it’s going to be that castle.”

Me: “Well, why don’t you wait and see what your wife wants?”

Troy: “No, she’ll want that castle too.”

Me [laughing]: “She will?! Well, okay then! And did you have a particular girl in mind to marry?”

Troy: “Yes, AnnaMaria.”

Me: “But she’s already married! I’m afraid Uncle George beat you to it. They literally just got married last week.”

Troy: “It doesn’t matter. I’m going to marry AnnaMaria.”

Me: “I see. Well, in twenty years, we can see how she feels. Maybe she will have changed her mind about Uncle George by then.”

Troy: “Yeah.”