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Saturday, December 30, 200621 Years Young
My "little" brother turns 21 today. We are having a family dinner out before heading to Hollywood. We have a stretched limo (which ultimately will seat 17) to take us around. I'm sure the photos explain it all...
(Thanks to Melissa for these photos - mine are still on Blair's camera)
Someone said, "it's not the first time I've seen you drink; just the first time I've LEGALLY seen you drink." Couldn't have said it any better.
The family. Before the parents left and before the kids got wasted.
Us, at dinner. You can't see it, but Scott is holding a ribbon that says "My 21st Birthday."
We can never take a "normal" picture together. It just wouldn't be right...
Scott and Melissa.
Me and Blair. The "old" chaperones... At least, that's how we felt.