yes, some people take their tender little innocent children to the flourishing-pitre-dish-of-a-town and we had the parade of strollers to prove it. thank you smut town for toning the pirate battle by adding the singing whores, putting stars over the nipples on your porn cards and having plenty of sidewalk urine flavored elevators. spending QT with my long lost family was just the cherry on top of this herpes sunday.
All kidding aside, we loved the entire weekend. my parents felt that brando and i would need some spa time together and gave us some amazing facials/massages for xmas gifts. my mom and dad are officially the bumble to my bee. as i sat in the relaxation room with my cup of tea and a warm neck roll, i actually started to cry. it was much better than my wedding day. much, much better. brandon like it too, but i'll need to teach him how to talk in a quite voice and to close his knees when he's in a robe.
here's a little photo diary to keep the memory fresh (sans the nicotine) for years to come.
the real reason we went was to see dave on his first billboard. congrats dave! you made it.
the orchid garden at the bellagio. my fav.
if both the boys are eating..... that means i'm eating. in the seated position. with linens on my lap. we love our daddy!
my mother is straight cash homie
the aquarium at mandalay bay.
hello there brandon. allow me to introduce myself. i'm heather, your wife and i love being with you.
brooks found the hour wait at the hoover dam and a can of pringles to be very relaxing.
thanks mom and dad! we loved seeing you all and can't wait for the next adventure.
ps- laurel, wish you were here. dodging h.i.v. all weekend just wasn't the same without you.
