Polyga{re}my

My co-teacher and good friend at preschool is Cherish. Cherish has 3 beautiful daughters (and one handsome son). Both of her youngest daughters come to preschool with us. Josie is 4 years old. Remy and Josie love to play together. One day in the summer Josie gave Remy a big hug and said, "I'm going to marry you Remy!"

Remy took this proposal very seriously and from that time on he and Josie were betrothed. Remy and I were talking about which temples all of our family members got married in. He then announced that he and Josie were going to get married in the Bountiful temple like mom and dad and Cindy and Kyle.
Another day I was explaining to him that my name hadn't always been Mandy Bradshaw and that mommies change their last names when they get married. "Oh, so when Josie and I get married her name will be Josie Bradshaw!"

Well yesterday we hit a snag.

We were lining up after outside time and Remy and Josie were lining up together. Josie said, "Remy and I were fighting."
Me: "That's too bad. Did you make up?"
Josie: "Yes, we're still going to get married."
Me: "Well good for you"
Remy: "Yah mom, I am going to marry Josie first and then Bryton, Jordan, Emily..and.."
Josie: "And Sophie!"
Remy: "Yah, Sophie!"
Me: {hmmm, I don't even know how to explain all of this} "Well, you know Remy, Daddy is only married to mommy and Josie's daddy is only married to Cherish."
Remy:"That's OK, Josie and I will get married first and go to work together, and the other girls can take care of the babies!"

And with that they walked inside hand in hand, ready for lunch.

Hmmm...we'll see how long Josie is OK with this.