This afternoon while we were riding down the road K's voice announced from the back seat, "Mama, you, Daddy, R & P are my favorite people in the whole world. God is my favorite person in heaven. So, one day when I get married, I am gonna have to marry my second favorite person on this Earth."
Then P piped in, "But we are still going to live together."
"Yes," K assured him, "all in the same house."
"Even me," R said.
"Wow," I replied, "I hope it is a big house."
"Yes," K said, "a very big house."