
This summer my sister, Erin, got married and boy was Lanie proud to be the flower girl. She took her job quite seriously, throwing the flowers all out in about 3 tosses, before she even made it to the rows of guests! She then preceded to cry "Lanie's flowers" and try to pick them up. I got her going again with my bouquet, but once she got to all the people, she was done and stood in the back with granny, daddy, and baby Jack for the rest of the wedding. The rest of us enjoyed the beautiful ceremony and were glad it turned out to be such a gorgeous day.


















