"Mommy, who is your husband?"
"You don't have a wedding?"
"Will you tell me when you gonna have a husband and a wedding?"
Sure, but that won't be necessary because (stated about three hours after the above)...
"Mommy, when I grow up, you can be my husband and I will be the mommy. We can take our baby for a ride in our shiny blue car, ok?"
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