Tonight, 17-year-old Daughter Number Three-Point-One saw the new copy of Entertainment Weekly sitting on the dining room table and asked, "Who are those people?"
I knew then that I would never again reach such a high point in my time as a parent.
I'm not sure what it means that I instantly knew who they were when I saw the magazine. I try to hide my eyes whenever the wedding is mentioned, but some of it seeps in around my fingers.
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