I spent the entire day with my Dads. First we went to our annual neighborhood July 4th Parade where they had cool vintage cars...
Then we hit Venice beach, which is a one-and-done if you ask me — the entire city smelled like one of my soiled diapers.
Then, we went to a BBQ with Dada's work friends. It was alright. Some of the people were cool, while others were stupidly asking themselves "where does Dave's son get his blond hair from?"
The night was topped off by an awesome meal at the new pizza place near our house. Of everything on the menu, the crayons tasted the best.
Let freedom ring, bitches!
Love Maxwell
No comments:
Post a Comment