Nothin But a Good Time

We had another fun filled weekend.  Have I said that I love where we live?  I think I have too many times to count.  Anyway, Vandenbooms came down for the Nascar Races and this is the 3rd time we have gotten together with them when they've come down.  Jazz had a tournament close to there, so it worked out perfect.  We were able to go to her games and spend time with Corey and Amee.
We stayed in the New York, New York with them.  And Saturday morning, Robb and I went on the roller coaster.  My poor hubby, was sick the rest of the day.  We found out that he has a little girly stomach and cant handle even roller coasters.  I guess I'll have to find someone else to go to the Stratosphere with me.  Its okay, honey, I still love you.

After the race, we went to some MMA fights.  It was a lot of fun. 

A little story behind us taking Bobby to the fights.  I didnt go to the last fights and, from what Id seen of UFC fights on tv, there is general debauchery at them.  Drinking, swearing, scantily dressed girls, etc, so I didnt even consider taking him to these.  He was pretty upset about it.  Robb decided that it would be okay so I reluctantly agreed.  I sat down and had a one on one with him while he was in bed explaining that he was my baby and I didnt want him around those kind of things.  He calmly told me that he was not a baby anymore and to please stop calling him that.  I apologized and started picking up his room. Pretty soon he quietly said, "Mom", I said, "What?"  He said, "But I will always be your baby boy." 

Oh that one. . . . He is my sunshine.  I dont know what Id do without him. 

And, the fights werent as bad as I thought.  No drinking and no swearing.  There were girls walking around with their behinds hanging out but we just made him cover his eyes. ;)