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To My Son And Daughter. For when they become teenagers who know everything. Because we show our true colors- our beliefs, our prejudices, our weaknesses, our hopes – by the choices we make in raising our rockstars. “Mummy” is an honor that ranks higher than Derivatives Structuring Head, Big Fat Investment Bank. Higher than CEO, Biggest Conglomerate Ever. ‘Cause a long time ago, even they had Mummies.
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Happy Hallowe-eeen…!
Rockstar was curious about the big night event our apartment development, well the clubhouse really, holds (which is free, pretty sure there are always lotsa crashers, they have to add extra shuttle buses and all to the swanky clubhouse)… We … Continue reading
One Little Rockstar Step (feat: Vilebrequin)
THAT’S how far you swam, Rockstar! View from our balcony… First visit to one of the Bel-Air pools for the summer… Rockstar is NOT a water person other than his bathtub, I got him to agree to a “swim” because … Continue reading
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Tagged antics, balcony, bathtub, bel-air, bike rides, black pepper, brunch, chunk, dancing class, european man, firsts, grilled salmon steak, kiddie, laps, latin dancing, mixed feelings, mums, saffron rice, salmon, Shopping, trunks, water person
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The Lost Bike
ACT I SCENE I The Bel Air Club House indoor play area. Rockstar’s Mother: Everyone else has gone home, it’s time for lunch. Rockstar: No! Go away! Rockstar’s Mother: Speak that way to me again and I really will. Rockstar: … Continue reading
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Tagged air club, apartment, bel-air, club house, going home, good job, indoor play, lost bike, lt, lunch, nap, nbsp, play area, proceeds, rm, Rockstarisms, scene iii, shoes, socks, tantrum
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