I got an email from my brother-in-law, headed up 'In the car this afternoon.'
The four-year-old: I got a new husband.
The six-year-old: Why?
The four-year-old: Cos. It's my wedding day.
The six-year-old: What's wrong with your other husband?
The four-year-old: He's dead.
I am going to start getting suspicous when she's up to husband number six.
Boys, be very afraid.