In September....Thelma will be less than 2 years old, and she is going to be a flower girl in the wedding of my cousin and Delip's brother. If you ask me, this spells "trouble" (Thelma being a flower girl, that is....not the on-going merger of our families...) We went to order her dress last Friday and she ran around the store like a crazy person....(which I'm sure I should have put an immediate stop to, but when I see her run around like that all I think is "thank God she is burning off all of that energy and might go to bed by 9pm tonight!!!")

