On Saturday December 20th, 2003 my brother-in-law got married. I have never been "in" a wedding aside from my own. And my wedding was almost non-existent. My wife and I got married when we were stills students at Ohio University in Athens Ohio. We had no money. We had nothing. We paid $25 to rent a chapel on campus. We invited our parents and grandparents to attend. That is it. No one else.

Well, on Saturday my son (ring bearer) and I (groomsman) were "in" my brother-in-laws wedding. We styled and profiled. We strutted our stuff. At the reception, my son hit the dance floor and never looked back. He slow danced with little ladies and bridesmaids. He pulled out the sprinkler, running man, and some moves I have never seen before.

When the reception ended and he climbed into his car seat, it was lights out. It took him a while to sleep it off.