the future Mrs. Wu

Wyatt barged into the bathroom yesterday afternoon, swinging the door wide open, letting it hit the linen closet. (Which I'm surprised that I even had the door closed, note: it's never locked. Murphy's law would mean if I actually locked the bathroom door someone would get sat on, bit on and/or spit on.)

So Wyatt came into the bathroom with a big smirk on his face announcing "I got married today".

I looked at him, cocking my head "what?" I say.

He changes his mind, shaking his head "No, no... I mean I kissed someone today"

"Who did you kiss?"

"Josieeee" he said with an extra emphasis on the e.

I quizzed him, 'where did you kiss her, on the cheek or on the lips?"

He answers with a little giggle "on the lips"

I pretend to be shocked. "Wyatt!"

He giggles a little more "and she has crooked teeth like me, maybe she sucks her fingers too".

*sigh*

Bonded in future orthodontics.