Madison was getting ready for bed and I noticed a scratch on her shoulder. I had to know what happened.
Madison: "I scraped it on the tree at school"
Me: "How?"
Madison: "I was running away from the boys."
Me: "Why?"
Madison: wide-eyed she stomps her feet and throws her arms down straight at her sides and her little nose wrinkles "Because they wanna marry me!"
It has already begun and she's only 4... We are in trouble.
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