This morning Daddy and I were out and about visiting with family. We left the hotel around 2pm to drive the 30 miles to the venue. The wedding didn't start until 4:30 but I had to be there early for the picture taking since I am a member of the wedding party.
I love dressing up in man suits, like this tux. I think I am very handsome.
Pictures were taken before the wedding, but maybe this one was taken after, I don't remember.
I was waiting patiently for my turn to perform.
Our turn to perform.
I was one of three ring bearers. Mimz was sure I would do well because I will do anything for Uncle Donnie. He is a cousin but I call him Uncle. Donnie walked his daughter, Amber, down the aisle. She was a beautiful bride.
Daddy and Mimz were so proud of me. I took my duties very seriously and I did a SUPER job.
The five-year-old ring bearer held the hand of the three-year-old ring bearer. I carried the pillow with a ring on it. It was not the real ring. We walked in right in front of Amber and Uncle Donnie.
Travis is a fireman so there were many fireman there. They all looked handsome all dressed up.
This is a favorite picture of Hudson, Harper, and me. Most of my Watson family was there: Daddy, Mimz, Scott, Jill, Morgan, Kathy, Wendell, Kathy's three daughters, their husbands and two of Kathy's four grandchildren (Hudson and Harper). So I knew some of people there.
At the reception I did lots of dancing. Mimz tried to get me to come eat, but I would not leave the dance floor. I thought I was the King of the Dance Floor.
I danced with the flower girls and with Mimz. I also danced with Harper and Hudson, and with Uncle Donnie.


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