A wedding

As I was making supper last night, Nora announced to her dad and I that she was getting married this summer. Despite oft-heard exclamations of how quickly children grow, I was surprised at how sudden this seemed. I would have sworn it was only yesterday that she was dressing up in frilly gowns and high heels, tormenting her younger brother by seeing how many toys she could fit in his jacket hat (while he was wearing it), and entertaining herself with the discovery that certain bodily functions create bubbles in the bathtub. Wait a minute. That was yesterday.