Tuesday, June 13, 2006

He might meet his future bride at one of these things.

Christine's brother George got married this past week. Aizay didn't go to the service, but he did crash the reception.

"Why, hello, ladies. Can I get any of you fine women some milk? Apple juice? Courvoisier?"

Aizay hestitantly cuts a rug with Aunts Betty and Joan.

The boy's got rythm, I'll give him that.

This little girl might just be...the one. Aizay was in love. Whenever they got separated, he'd run back to her with open arms, his way of asking her to dance with him. Little smoothie. Posted by Picasa

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