Conversation went something like this:
Laughter and running around the room by Jordan after she did the deed.
Jake: "That's not the kind of girl I'm going to marry."
Me: "What do you mean, Jake?"
Jake: "I'm going to marry a nice girl, someone who is nice to you, and nice to me"
"Not someone who puts bugars on your wine glass"
You can't really see it well from this photo. Notice there is no wine left in the glass.
You have got to love kids!