Come to My Wedding

Jaz: “Mom, are you gonna come to my wedding?”

Me: “I would love to be at your wedding. When are you getting married? Years and years from now?”

Jaz: “Nope. It’s happening right now … with this pizza. I love it so much, I’m gonna…”

Me: “Marry it?”

Jaz: *nods enthusiastically while shoving first slice in his mouth*