If you know Trevor, you know he is obsessed with the
Lakers. So for Christmas this year we bought tickets to take him to a game. We also let him pick a friend to bring along, he had no problem choosing. Uncle Nathan, of course. On our way there we also let him pick where we ate dinner. He chose Jack in the Box. We gave him many more options and I really wanted him to chose somewhere better, but oh well. Not about me. He wanted a double bacon cheeseburger.....yuck. Not about me. He felt sick afterwards and said he thought it was a little too much meat and it tasted kinda gross, like pork. Ha Ha. Told ya so Trev!
So we picked up Uncle Nate at his friends crazy downtown L.A. apt. and off we went.
Trevor was so excited he hardly spoke....which is highly unusual.
Here he is in front of Staples center, where he would like to someday have his ashes scattered. (No joke. This came about one day while in a very deep conversation with Auntie DD)
Getting Uncle Nathan's help in the Pro Shop with his hard earned cash. He did a lot of dishes, trash emptying, vacuuming, dog poop scooping to buy his Ron
Artest shirt.
We were there to see Kobe be awarded for breaking a record for most points scored.....very cool.
There's the man in the flesh. Warming up.
JOY
He crashed big time. He just couldn't take anymore. We had such a good time. Even me the anti-sport.