Our son has always been an inquisitive child. I first clued into this when he was around four. He asked me from the back seat of our station wage as we trundled along with Fred Penner playing in the cassette player “Mom. Why is the sky blue?”.
Hence, I was not surprised when a few months ago as we where embroiled in of one of the many wedding-planning discussions he looked at me and asked “What IS a wedding supposed to be anyhow?”