My eldest son used to jump up in my bed when he was around 2 years old and carefully pile every pillow in the house on top of me. As I lay there, pleasantly smothered I could here his little voice asking me...

"...are you BASHED, daddy?...you BASHED?"



Monday, July 20, 2009

CALIFORNIA!

Melody and Mark opened up their California home to us for the last leg of our summer journey west. We arrived to blue skies and orange Mochi. We slept, ate, reminisced, hunted the illusive Skunk family, did a little Hollywood, Venice Beach, China Town (yummy Yang Chow) and even flipped off LA's Finest (well, SOME of us did)!

THANK YOU SO MUCH Melody and Mark for having us again! YOU STAY CLASSY, VAN NUYS!

Here are the PICTURES

1 comment:

Melody said...

We loved having you & had so much fun. RIP Michael Jackson & tip o the hat to you St. Pete! :)