So, my daughter is obsessed with marriage. Apparently my husband and I must make it seem like a pretty exciting venture or maybe it's all those Disney movies her grandmas have bought her. We had a picture of the Mt. Timp temple on the wall (I say "had" because we just moved) and she would point to it and say, "Someday I will get married there when I'm older."
She knows a couple of boys who are her good friends and she really enjoys their company. But apparently none of them have taken her interest nearly as much as her very own, dear, old DAD! I'm sure this is a pretty common theme with little girls who have great fathers. It's still pretty funny to me. Some of our recent conversations have gone like this:
Ryanna: "When I get older I'm going to get married. I'm going to marry my dad."
Derek: "Ryanna, you can't marry me. I'm already married to your mom."
Ryanna: "Well, what about Owen then. Can I marry him?"
Me: "Ryanna, when you grow up and are older, you can get married to some man who is in love with you and can marry you in the temple."
Ryanna: "Well, can I have a fancy cake and flowers then?"
I do not know how she started recognizing the need for a fancy cake and flowers except once again from those dang Disney movies.
Me: "Yes, if you get married in the temple, you can have a cake and flowers."
She even likes to sing, that's right--sing "I'm going to marry my dad! I'm going to marry my dad." I don't know the melody, but she thinks it's hilarious.
The other day she asked me where my wedding dress was. I told her that it was at my grandma's house. Then she asked me if she could wear it at her wedding. Seriously, she's a bit obsessed.
The last little conversation I'll share with you happened at lunch today. I fed her some Spaghetti-o's which had letter shapes. She was telling me all the various letters before she would eat them. She was very excited to find an R since her name begins with that letter. Then she found a P and we had this conversation:
Ryanna: "Look mom! A P. I have a P in my name!"
Ryanna: "When you were a little girl, did you have a P in your name?" This is another common theme, discussing me as a child. Maybe she'll be a psychologist.
Me: "No, I didn't have a P in my name when I was little."
Ryanna: "Mom, you are so silly. You had a P in your name when you were little. Petersen has a P!"
Me: "When I was little my name was Audrey Roy, I didn't have a P in my name."
Ryanna: "Audrey Roy? That's silly, your name is Petersen."
Me: "No, my last name changed to Petersen when I married your dad. Some day your last name won't be Petersen, it'll be something else when you get married."
Ryanna: "What will it be then?"
Note: She has asked me numerous times what her future husband's name is, like I know, but won't tell her. I always assure her I don't know who he is, but he'll be wonderful.
Me: "I don't know what it'll be."
Ryanna pondered this for a minute and then with great gusto she said, " I think it should be Rock and Roll!"
So, one day twenty years from now, I may have to introduce my daughter as Ryanna Rock and Roll. Who knew?
I thought this picture, from Halloween three years ago was appropriate. Between me and Disney movies, we've created a wedding obsessive, rock and roll loving star!