And his name is . . .

Michaela (our three-year-old) and I were having a conversation about the upcoming marriage of her oldest sister.  She asked, “When am I  going to get married?”  I told her that God would give her a husband when she was grown up. She asked what his name was.  I told her that I didn’t know.  She thought for a moment and said, “I know his name. It is Gary Budd.”

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