When these arrived, I asked Bella, "Did you see Mommy's flowers?"
She replied, "Yes, they are pretty. You are very married."
"What?" (laughing) "I am? Yeah, I sure am!"
"Yes. You should be married, to Daddy."
(considering) "Yes. Daddy is very like a prince*, and you should be married to him in a big pretty dress."
"Thank you. I'll take that into consideration."
*I have no evidence that she's been reading and deconstructing Melville's Moby Dick, but the phrase "very like a prince" gives me a happy feeling inside.