Baby E came shuffling down the hall and into the kitchen this morning with a look of worry on his face.

“Mommy, do I have to get married?” he asked.

“No, you don’t have to. Only if you want to,” I replied.

“When I grow up I’m never getting married!”

“Why not?” I asked.

“Because everyone I know is already married,” he said with a sigh and sadly turned out of the room, his four year old heart consigning himself to a life of tragic bachelorhood.

Thankfully for him, this evening he had rallied himself and had chosen a bride from among his unmarried friends and informed me that he would be bringing her to live with us after they had grown up and tied the knot!