Out of the mouths of babes

I have had so many sweet friends come see the baby - at least two a week, sometimes two in a day. So grateful for my "village." One such visit involved a friend who brought her almost four-year-old daughter. The little girl cam up to me and asked where my husband was. I told her I didn't have one, and she got a very sad look on her face and said, "you never got married??" Like it was the most tragic thing she had ever heard. I jokingly asked if she knew of anyone I could marry, and she thought for a minute and then said "I don't think there's anyone left." Me neither, kid.