Dancing the Night Away

They finally did it: Aunt Bearbs and Uncle Kelle got married. My mom and I were in the wedding. I played the role of something called a "flower girl," but I had no idea what I was supposed to do. Was I to throw petals or pick them up? No idea.

I spent the early part of the day lounging by the pool in a "Gracie Burrito" and not worrying about my evening duties.

Then it was time for the big event. I drank my first pina colada -- virgin, of course. And there was a trunk full of costumes, so I donned a Mexican wrestling mask.

Later, I burned up the dance floor and showed the crowd a few moves.

I saved the best for Kelle and Bearbs.

I had the time of my life. Congratulations, Aunt B and Uncle Kelle!