Nate: "Mama, am I going to live in a different house someday?"
N: "Like when I get married.... then I'll live in a different house?"
M: "Yes..." (still wondering where this crazy train of thought is going)
N: "But what will I say to her??"
M: "Um... say to whom?"
N: "My wife! Do most people say, 'Will you marry me'?"
Sweet boy.... You are only five. We'll worry about that in twenty something years, OK?