The most concise and honest marriage-related comment I've yet heard.

A few days ago Amy and I invited a couple of friends over for dinner, which meant that the entire day leading up to dinner was to be spent cleaning the apartment and getting things needed to make dinner.

Among our stops was Target. I wanted to go there to buy some wine glasses.

A brief note - if anyone wants to talk about how the roles of men and women in relationships have not evolved or changed at all should visit our apartment. They are my wine glasses, bought and paid for. And not only did I cook dinner, but it was my idea in the first place to invite the friends over. The first few weeks after I moved to Reynoldsburg with Amy was almost a complete role reversal.

At any rate, the first thing we had to do in Target was to return something Amy had bought, but for one reason or another, had decided not to keep it. At the counter in front of us was a woman who had a cart, and in the cart was a baby. Immediately behind us was the line of computers that people can use for various reasons, including wedding registry-related issues. There were two children, a boy and a girl, aged at about 8 and 6, respectively. They were playing on the computers while the woman, presumably their mother, was achieving new records of time spent at a customer service desk.

The girl was the closest to us, and was therefore the only one of the two we heard. The girl was clicking around aimlessly, mashing the keyboard down at various points, and eventually happened to find a page that showed a picture of the Target Dog wearing a tux and a female Target Dog wearing a wedding gown. This is what the girl said upon viewing this page:

"This is the husband, this is the queen."

Amy and I both reacted differently to this statement. Amy's was funnier. Her face morphed quickly from one reaction to the other, and seemed to convey this statement:

"Hey, waitaminute, that's not...actually that's probably pretty accurate."

If there's a better summary of marriage, we would have to spend a daunting amount of time finding it.