Natalie: "Why is Dad going to Ohio?"
Me: "To attend our niece's wedding."
Natalie: "When I get married, I'm going to have him wash his face really good...especially his lips."
Me: "Oh, so he's clean when you kiss him at the wedding."
Natalie: "Yes. Hopefully he won't eat a dirty snack."
Me: "What is a dirty snack?"
Natalie: "You know...like hot wings or something."
Dear God: I've already started praying for him. I think he's gonna need it.