Conversations with a two year old

This morning as I am lying in bed, Rhea comes into my room.   She starts to cry.  I ask her what is the matter?

Rhea "You left me home"
Me" What? When did I leave you home?"
Rhea pointing at my wedding picture  "You and daddy left me home.  I not there"
Me "Rhea that was our wedding.  You were not even born yet.  Someday when you get older you will have a wedding."
Rhea "No mommy.  I have four weddings"

Not much more to say after that.