robbed.

"And now I need all the single young ladies to the front, please."

There were 7 of us:

Me, Anna, Sarah and Holly (bridal party)

and Ellie (age 6), Hannah (age 10), & Jolie (age 8).

The odds were in my favor. I was hands down the tallest of the bunch.

Conveniently (and somewhat planned by the bride) the bouquet headed straight toward me. I lifted my hand and began to grip, only to feel Jolie, full force, ripping it away from me. I mean, I let her take it without a fight, but seriously!! Girl...

She walked away squealing "Looks like playing softball paid off for me!"

Please tell me that doesn't mean she'll be married before me.

Please. For the love!