Hockey Game Stripper

In these blurry images you see my son. Yes he has no shirt on. Yes he appears to be swinging it over his head. Alarming? I felt the same way as we sat watching the game and suddenly this hoe down twangy music started to play and 50 or more guys threw off their shirts in a strip dance. I guess since others were doing it too then it was okay. (I can't believe I just said that.) (and what's up with the 60 yr old woman sitting behind him happily cheering him on?)

Hockey Game

Robert brought home tickets from work for all of us to attend the game, but of COURSE he had to work. Taylor was thrilled because he got to bring a friend along and finally have another male to hang with. Sometimes I feel bad that Taylor has no brother around his age. The girls are best friends and are always off playing together creating dances or dressing up. Being that Hudson is the baby, he is allowed by the girls to hangout with them as long as he allows them to dress him up in cute little outfits (dresses mainly!) That leaves poor Tays to hang with Dad and honestly who wants to do that? So last night was a treat for Taylor. Hudson wasn't to thrilled with all of the noise at the game. Just minutes after the game started, Hudson turned and whispered in my ear, "My tummy hurts. I want to go home." Whenever my kids say their tummies hurt it usually means that they are going to vomit. We had three tubs of popcorn so I quickly dumped one out onto the floor and placed it in front of his face. For obvious reasons, people sitting near us began to give dirty looks (I wouldn't want a vomiting kid next to me either.) and so thinking quickly I offered him some ice cream. Doesn't ice cream make everything better? Yep, it sure does. Hudson recovered quickly. I think that all of the loud noise and that kind person who sat two rows behind us blowing that horn every 10 seconds may have played a part in his tummy ache. Several times Hudson stood up in his seat and yelled out to the horn honker, "Stop that. Be quiet!" I tried to explain to him that being loud was part of the hockey game. He disagreed and curled up into a ball and covered his ears. The only part of the entire game that he liked was seeing the team mascot "Winger". Hudson became a little upset when Winger walked past our row and failed to give him the attention he felt he deserved. So Hudson stood up in his chair (again) and screamed out "Hey you Wiener. Over here Wiener over here!" It's not his fault that he has a little lisp when he talks. Besides I'm sure he's been called worse.

Beverly Hills

The Peach Pit.... 90210

Do you remember the Peach Pit from the popular TV show, 90210? You know the cool hang out where Brandon worked and Dylan, Kelly, Brenda, and Donna all hung out in the corner booth. Anyhow this is the original place. The kids too had no idea what 90210 was, but they enjoyed the scene and Hudson loved watching the "soda jerk" make soda. He also loved sucking all of our glasses empty from any soda left at the bottom. The bottom picture was taken on Rodeo Dr. None of us really wanted a picture, but we were trying to look inconspicuous as we followed Natalie Portman around. I wouldn't be surprised if you see our picture in some tabloid magazine, since there were a ton of paparazzi snapping photos every chance they had. We were standing inches from Natalie as we waited to cross the street. We saw a couple of other "famous" people and some wanna be famous people like, Nicole Ritchie. The elite ones all pushed their children around in $3,000 strollers while their body guards carried their shopping bags. What a life. It must be so unrewarding to have all of your needs met the second you snap a finger. That's not to say that I wouldn't happily take a million or two if someone offered it, but I think I would try to be a little more self disciplined with spending (try to be. Maybe, who knows!).

Our little California buddy

This was Sam. He was our latest little pet. I liked Sam more then any other pet we have ever had. Mostly because he never whined for food, never made a poopy on my livingroom carpet, never smelled, never ate a lot, lived in a plastic cup, had no teeth to bite, was easy to catch when he made a run for it, was virtually impossible to drop (since he stuck to everything), and finally because he came complete with his own little burial box (shell) for when he passed away. Thanks for the wonderful memories Sam. We will miss you.

***Note*** Sam quietly slipped away on the night he was given his new DisneyLand popcorn cup home. An investigation into his death revealed it to be an accidental homicide. His new home was never washed out and the popcorn salt did him in. ***An autopsy was not possible.

Yosemite National Park and more

Proof that global warming exists. There should be water in that dry river bed, but its slowly disappearing. After seeing this all of my children are much more aware and conscientious about wasting water. Nonetheless, isn't it pretty? I wish we had had the time to explore the dry river bed. Imagine what we could have found in all of that clay.

***NOTE*** All of these pictures of Savannah are due to the fact that she is currently the only child in our family who allows her picture to be taken (completely free of charge.) All other pictures of our other children were bought at a high price or a bribe of some kind.

The Chinaman Theatre

Everyone loved finding their favorite Hollywood stars. Most surprising was how small the hands and feet were of some of our favorites. Tom Hanks hands are the size of Addy's hands. There didn't seem to be any reason why some not so famous Hollywood stars had a star and then some really famous stars had none. Big Bird, Lassie, and Pee Wee Herman all have stars, but there is no star for Clint Eastwood. The selection process seems confusing at best. Also the area where the walk of fame is located is a dump. Many shops have closed down and there were homeless people lying everywhere. The streets were filled with trash and other things that I can't mention here! You would think that the Hollywood people would clean that area up. People run their own tour companies down there. So it isn't surprising when a filthy looking guy walks up to you and tells you that he can drive you around to all of the famous movie stars homes in his new"er" tour bus (A.K.A. an old conversion van with the roof cut off.) and you even get a handful of M&M's to eat on your journey. I know speaking for myself personally that the offer of his filthy hands reaching into a large bag of M&M's and pulling out a handful for me to munch on definitely seemed like a winning sale to me. Overall the stars were neat to look at, but you risk catching a disease if you do.

He seemed harmless...at first.

Batman tried to eat my baby. He and his little friend Spiderman seemed harmless at first, but their true intentions quickly developed. Hudson was thrilled when Spiderman stopped to tie his shoe. He WAS Hudson's hero when it all began, but for some reason Hudson is scared to death of the guy now. He even refuses to wear his Spiderman PJ's. "I don't like Spiderman no more, mom. Hims go'in to eat me." Hudson repeats daily. And the truth is he probably would have. Just look at how he was ready to pounce on my baby. His friend Batman spread his wings out and looked like he was ready to swallow us whole. I of course being a good mom was more focused on getting a picture of Hudson with the duo so that he could look back on the fond memory, but Hudson wanted nothing of it. I even tried to push him toward the Bat & Spider, but Hudson continued to be terrified. I think poor little Hudson may now be dealing with Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome. Do they make prozac for toddlers? There are many of these weirdo's dressed up in Hollywood. Every single one that we encountered was completely drunk. Imagine little Hudson seeing Elmo in the distance and running over to give his favorite Sesame Street buddy a hug and then Elmo begins to stumble around while singing the Sesame theme song and then vomits all over. It wasn't a pretty picture, so I decided against posting it. Jack Sparrow was even worst. He was actually carrying a bottle of vodka. Taylor assured me that the bottle was part of his costume, but I don't think drinking it and becoming completely drunk is part of the show. Poor Jack looked like he had just recently taken a hit of cocaine. His eye were bugging out of his head and he kept jumping around. He finally stopped and posed in front of the Jimmy Kimmel Live studio. These weirdos in costumes are mostly bums and their costumes are filthy dirty. They just walk the strip everyday posing for pictures and hoping someone will give them a tip. Do they not know that millions of little children are now crushed because their childhood hero's are nothing more then street hustlers that smell of alcohol and puke? Now that I think about it I can't believe I let them touch my baby. This may go down in the books as one of the more dumber mommy things that I've done. Sorry Hudson.

Happy New Year!

My New Years resolution is to be more grateful for all of the simple things that God has created. I hope to find happiness in things that are completely FREE (compliments of God).


(Robert took this picture tonight as we were driving down the freeway at 70 MPH. The sunset was behind us so he rolled down the window and held the camera out taking blind shots from behind and they turned out so beautiful.)