I took the kids with me to shop for a dress for Bryan's class reunion tonight. As we scoured the last of the stores within a 15 mile radius of our house, we found ourselves at the Saks Fifth Avenue outlet. With crystal displayed on tables just inside the door, and beautiful gowns hanging all around us, I gave the boys a firm order: "Touch nothing."
A few minutes later, I look up to see Luke rubbing a gown on his face. He has a serious love affair with soft fabrics.
I reminded him not to touch and, of course, he asked why.
Me: "Because everything is very fancy and very expensive. Look at this beautiful white dress here. Your grubby hands would get it dirty and it costs $385. And it's so pretty, a lady might like to get married in it. She won't want your dirty hands on her wedding gown."
Luke: "You can buy it. For our wedding. It would be beautiful on you."
Me: "Buddy, you need to grow up before you can get married. It will be a long time before your bride will need to shop for her wedding gown."
Zach: "So... Can you and Luke just go into any random church and kiss and be married?"
We came home without a dress, but I sure got a lot of laughs out of our excursion.