Lydia rushed into the kitchen about ten minutes ago bursting to tell me something exciting! This was her story: "Mom! I have good news! I went to a casserole ( castle) and I met a prince and he said, " I want to marry you" and I said, " Hmm, your beautiful. I want to marry you too." so we got married in our casserole and now we spend together. Isn't that good news?