Well, I found out yesterday from Riley that the Vikings came from a little place called "Scandalopia". I'm pretty sure she's going to ace her first 4th grade history quiz.
But, in happier news, I've finally married off one of my daughters. The bad news? She married my husband. The original plan was to marry our new puppy, but she got cold feet at the last minute. Russell was all too glad (?) to step in.
Awww. Too cute for words. She's sure she is going to meet "her man" someday soon. How it works is, he comes up and shakes your hand, and tells you he loves you. Then, you move to his house, but you get your own closet. She's going to miss her puppy though.
She makes my heart hurt.