"Sam, now that you are settled, what do you think of holding a proper wedding?" Susan asked in evening as they were relaxing after a hard day's work.
"Mom and daddy are going to do a wedding? Wow! Mama, can I be your flower girl? No, no. I want to be your ring... Ring..." Tara said and then got stuck.
"It's ring bearer sweetie," Susan helped her.
"Yes. Mama, I will be your ring bearer. I will be wearing a purple princess dress and a tiara like Sofia the first. Isn't it mama?" She asked excited at the prospect of a wedding.
"Mother, I can't decide alone. I have to talk it over with Tyson and you know it," Samantha said in exasperation and one would think that she didn't know or hadn't got used to her mother.
"What do you have to talk to him about? We are all doing well now
