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Family Date Night!

Wow, what a great night. My family has been running in so many different directions, that I thought that we could definitely benefit from a night out together. I booked the time in advance with my husband, because his schedule fills up crazy fast, and if he isn't working his day job (from home), he and his brother are scheming about how they will get their creative projects made. So I booked time with the family, told the boys to clear their social calendars, and we went out, all together. We went to Buca Di Beppo's, family style Italian, down at City Walk (Universal City). Then we walked all around City Walk enjoying all of the sights and sounds. If you aren't from LA, City Walk, is right outside Universal Studio's Park, it is a total tourist trap, but tons of fun for kids. It has tons of visual stimuli, loud music, street performers, Carnival type food, and tons and tons of people. This is where you go if you want to make sure you have Hollywood chatchKee's to take home to the fam after a vacation here. From fake Oscar's to, California fridge magnets, and every other overpriced, bright colored, shiny thing you can imagine. Kid's love it! We had a wonderful time together, the boys even participated in some conversation. Our 4 year old squealed that his brother has a girlfriend. (still investigating that) Good food, yummy mini donuts for desert, and now I can settle down with a glass of wine and my book. Now that is how I like to start a weekend!

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