The 9 year old wants to look at wedding cupcakes on my computer.
Me: I can't deal with details right now. I know, I know, I'm getting married in 22 days.
9 yo, deadpan, and without missing a beat: What? You haven't hired the ORCHESTRA yet?
Tomorrow morning I'll break it to her that we're counting on HER and HER ALONE to put together a Full Tilt Bollywood Wedding Extravaganza with a "budget" of "zero."
And yes, the entire wedding party is singing "Ya Ya Ya We're Obama-Bots" at around the one minute mark.