The Saturday after Thanksgiving, we went to a wedding. Mom and Dad's friends, Matt and Anna got married. I was pretty good during the ceremony.
At the reception, Dad and I had a good time. I really like being near the dance floor, but didn't want put down to dance.
This is how Mom found me one morning...sneaking a cookie. She thought it was funny because it's a candle cookie and I was blowing the flame out before I ate it.
Dad was fixing something with a little saw, so I had to get mine out and use it too.
This last picture is from when I was dancing along with a music video on TV. Mom and Dad found it kind of funny since all the videos on this channel seem to be from the 80's or 90's.
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