The Ella Dalton saga continues. Yesterday we were all sitting in the hammock with Claire and Ella said "Dalton, guess who I decided to marry?". Then she pointed at him. Dalton said, "I want to pick my own person to marry". Then he looked from side to side and said, "I pick Cwaire". Then he said, "wait, when a girl and boy get married, do they live at the girl's house or the boy's house?". I told him when people get married they decide together where to live. He looked relieved and said, "good. I'll marry Claire and we'll live at my house with my mom."
It's starting to feel like a Regency era novel here with two plucky sisters battling for the affections of a tall, handsome man who happens to be their cousin.
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