Bobbie in Vegas

Dad, Mom and Bobbie drove to California and stopped in Vegas on the way back. Below are text messages between me, Mom, Dad, and then predominantly Bobbie (all on Dad’s cell phone).

Dad: We are 3 hours away from Vegas and will stay 2 nights

Me: Take Bobbie to the Chip and Dale show 

Dad: I’d rather die (from Bob)

Me: Does she know what the Chip and Dale show is?

Mom: I don’t think we will go to Chip and Dale but Dad loved Jill and Gale! Which we saw last night

Dad: Yes she knows what Chip and Dale is. Chip and Dale is for locals. We are going to Thunder Down Under.

Me: Oooh. That’s even better. I support that. Tell Bob it will substitute for the sex education class she refused to attend in elementary.

Dad: Last night just walking on the strip was education enough. Kenzie said she does not regret her decision about sex ed.

Me: How did she handle the strip? It makes me uncomfortable and she’s’ 100% more innocent than me.

Dad: She was very uncomfortable. There were two men in very small pink underwear with Cupid bows that weirded me out! She took a picture of them.

Me: She did? She’s getting too grown up. Remember in Wendover how she’d just cry and refuse to go in the casino? And now she’s photographing almost nude men.

Bob: I wanted a reminder of why I should stay in school. I don’t want to end up like those guys!

Me: You really should have gone to your sex education class. You can’t end up like those guys. Not without major surgery.

Bob: Skipping that class was the smartest thing I ever did.

Me: Not when you think ditching school will turn you into a slutty man.

Bob: I couldn’t turn into a man but I could turn into a street bum with no pride.

Oh I love that little girl!

Love,

Brittney