Conversation with Etta

The other day, Etta and I were driving in the car by ourselves. The conversation went something like this: Etta: Mom, when you kissed dad for the first time, were you scared? Me: Well, nervous I suppose. (Pause) Are you thinking about kissing someone? Etta: I know who I am going to marry. But I'm nervous to kiss him... Me: (trying to hide my shock/giggle/wide eyes) Who is that? (knowing the answer) Etta: I am going to marry Cole. Me: That sounds great. Cole will be a great husband. BUT, let's save the kissing for later...