I think I mentioned a while back that my husband’s younger sister was getting married and that our sweet punkin’ was a junior bridesmaid. Meant to post a pic of my girl when we got back from the wedding, and I’m just now getting around to it. Some days I look at her and I can’t help but wonder, “How in the world did WE produce HER?” I mean, don’t get me wrong — we’re not painful to look at or anything , but I mean! She’s simply gorgeous . . . of course, as Mom, I am slightly biased.