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After the Las Vegas wedding weekend, I just have to say that I love my family. I mean, I love them all the time, but when we all get together and just have crazy fun, I love them even more. Mom's side. Dad's side. The family friends who are considered family. And especially all of them together.
The best part is how everyone just gets along and it in for the fun. It doesn't matter what we are doing or who is there to tag along. If you're part of us, you're part of us, period. In his wedding toast, my dad wished Little Brother and Moomoos unconditional love, the kind with which we were raised. Looking around the room, it was easy to see that was true.
Yes, we're loud and embarassing. And we're probably inappropriate at times. And we're redneck and country and frequently make a scene. But we love each other and we always have fun.
|Little Cowboy and the Real Life M&M|
|Cheers to Margaritaville!|
|Thanks, Uncle Blackbelt.|
|The Fun Group.|
|Mom's new friends.|
So that's how I'd sum up our weekend, and our family. Fun and love. It's hard to beat, folks. I wish all of you the same. Oh, and Viva Las Vegas!