Here comes the Broccoli

I was making dinner last night when Miriam comes into the kitchen holding a head of broccoli like a wedding flower bouquet. (I had forgotten I had left the veggies I had just bought at the market in the living room).

Sometimes with my kids I get a glimpse of them all grown up. And with Miriam holding the head of broccoli somehow I saw a beautiful bride. People keep telling my kids will grow up quicker then I want- and yesterday I started to see why.