This past weekend my son and I went to my friends from work, daughters wedding. I had gone to get my hair cut, thats another topic all together, and had asked my husband to help Shelby get dressed for the wedding. I was thinking a pair of slacks and a nice shirt but when I came in the door this is what I saw:
Gary had dressed him in his suit, Gary's not Shelby's and it fit him. It's a bit to big thru the chest area but other than that he looked great. We drove what seemed like forever to Carahills, was a nice drive but looonnnggg. Anyway, Shelby was a perfect gentleman, no elbows on the table and he even asked my friend, the mother of the bride, to dance with him. He took her around the waist and began to dance with her. He didn't even step on her toes. The photographer saw him dancing with her and ran over to get a shot. After that dance was up, he went and asked another girl more close to his age. She tried to lead and he kept bringing her back for his lead. Where does he get this stuff? And where did he learn how to do that? I was impressed to say the least.
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