[This post is by mamma Amanda:]
We were in the car, driving to McDonald's. Maya was singing a childhood rhyme. She started off saying, "First comes the baby in the baby carriage." I said, "Oh no, first comes marriage, before the baby." So Maya began singing, "First comes marriage, then comes love, then comes the baby in the baby carriage." Then I said, "Actually love comes FIRST, then comes marriage, then the baby in the baby carriage."
Gotta teach them traditional values early, but then in modern society you can order those three any way you want, and leave some things out too.
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So very true! -Renee
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