My dad got married on Saturday and with any wedding we sure had a great time.
The weather was rainy all day, but that didn't stop the wedding. During the ceremony it stopped and by the end of the night we had what us Midwestern's would call "a rain storm" . Full of thunder, lighting, hard rain for hours on end.
We party all night and danced the night away.
We surprised my dad at his wedding with a little Mexican fieasta. Dad is the king of jokes and we figure what better way to get him back for all the years of pranks, jokes then to give him a little dose of his own medicine. And boy did we pull it off.
It rained and rained and rained, and we dance, and dance and danced.
Little Bridger boy tried his best to keep up until no longer when he feel asleep in daddy's arms while dancing.
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