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The wedding officiant stood before the happy couple. And before the happy bride's little son, who was four years old. The ceremony had proceeded without hitch to this point, the exchange of the rings. When the rings were brought out, the bride and groom turned to the little boy, who had been sitting in the front row with his grandmother.

"You can come up now, hon." He trotted the few paces to the front, stood beside his mother, and looked up at the three adults. The exchange of rings proceeded, and with it, the vows. Bride to groom, groom to bride, and then ... bride-and-groom to child. The couple had had a third ring made, you see, a replica of their own, small enough to fit her son.

The officiant smiled as the boy received his ring, but the little guy obviously thought the event needed some explanation. Pointing to each adult in turn, he declared,

"She's marrying him, and I'm marrying him, too. We're all getting married together!"

Not bad for four years old.