Our Oooju guy loves him some bbung-tee-kee. It was kind of hard finding him some in Korea. While we were driving to our friend Eric's house, a guy was selling some at a stop light. When we got to the apartment and opened it up, Oooju went crazy. Think Cookie Monstor crazy. Needless to say, Oooju really enjoyed his fix.
Oooju and Yuna Get their Groove on
Oooju and Lucas
This election, Oooju got a little political. Well, my whole family did, especially my mom about Prop 8. Somehow, a guy was walking around our neighborhood passing out Yes on Prop 8 signs. She asked him for one to put on our front lawn even though she's not a citizen and can't even vote. So, Nate got a No on Prop 8 sign from one of his students. On Halloween, it confused the hell out of the trick or treaters. But the next morning, both signs were missing. My mom insists that Oooju was Yes on Prop 8. I had to tell her Oooju loves everyone so that means he is No on Prop 8.
While we were waiting in line for the Teacups ride, we saw Howie Mandel and his kid's possee of Brentwood brats cutting in front of everyone. They really don't deserve special treatment. Anyways, this is the best picture Nate could take without looking too consipcuous.
This was the first time for me and Oooju to go to a UCLA football game. I think everyone enjoyed the tailgating much more than the game. The highlight of the day was when Oooju spelled out his own name in the sand.