An actual conversation I had with my four-year-old yesterday:
Me: How was school today?
Ruby: Good.
Me: What did you do?
Ruby: Oh, I played wedding.
Me: (suddenly terrified) You did?
Ruby: Yes.
Me: And how do you play wedding?
Ruby: Well, you just have a wedding silly!
Me: I see. And who did you marry?
Ruby: Nobody! I was just supposed to get the hotel.
Me: The hotel?
Ruby: Yes, for everyone to stay at.
Me: Oh, so you didn’t get married?
Ruby: No, silly!
Me: Well, who got married then?
Ruby: I don’t know. Just some people I don’t know. I didn’t even go to the wedding part, because I slept through it.
Me: I see. So nobody in your class was the bride or the groom?
Ruby: No, we were just getting the wedding ready, and then we were so tired that we fell asleep and when we woke up it was Christmas!
Me: And that’s how you play wedding?
Ruby: Yes. Also we had oranges for snack.
And that is the story of how Tenor Dad was very relieved to discover that his four-year-old daughter was actually playing wedding planner.