Note: I know I'm a dork, but I made a website for the Malucci's. Its for me to keep all the dates and important facts straight, but I don't I'd share it with you guys too. http://www.geocities.com/ozspice04/House.html

May 16th, 2007

Things were so stressed in the Malucci household. Maybe it was Dave's birthday a couple of weeks ago. Or maybe it was because all of the girls were rascals and getting into things. Maybe this way he decided to take their two-week vacation to New York now.

Driving twelve hours was a bad idea. Driving twelve hours with three children in the back seat was a bad idea. Around hour four, Lyric and Ireland had started to fight. Around hour six, Sailor started to whine and fuss. Around hour seven, Randi was at her wit end. She was ready to open the door and jump out. When the signs for New York City started to appear everything was suddenly quiet. The girls were looking out the window.

"Mommy, I need to pee." Lyric said. Randi nodded.

"We'll be there soon, Baby." Randi said looking at Dave.

"Mommy, please can we get something to eat?" Ireland growled.

"Ask Daddy." Randi growled.

"We're here at the hotel. We'll check in and then eat." Dave said pulling into the parking space that was in front of the hotel. The girls began to cheer. They really wanted out of this car. Randi got out of the car and helped the girls out. All three of them started talking at once. "Come on." Dave walked in with his family straight to the front desk.

Randi leaned against the hotel's counter had Dave checked them into. The girls were literally running around in circles. Their little legs had gotten tired sitting in the car.

"Room three hundred." Dave handed Randi an extra key.

"Great. Let's get thee suitcases upstairs and then feed the girls." Dave nodded led his family into the elevator and to their room.

"Momma, I'm gonna eat a cow." Ireland rubbed her belly as Dave opened the hotel room.

"You can eat a cow in a second." Randi said as Dave tossed the suitcases on the beds.

"Okay, what do you guys want to eat?" Dave asked them.

"Donald's." Lyric said.

"Yeah. Donald's." Ireland said. Sailor grinned brightly.

"We come all the way to New York and they want to eat at frigging McDonalds." Dave groaned.

"Well, you're from here. Take us to somewhere you want." Randi suggested. Dave grinned.

"Steve owns a nice Italian restaurant in Brooklyn." Dave said.

"Then let's go there." Randi said, leading the girls' back out, "Do you want to take the train?"

"Oh yes." Dave smiled.

It was nice to be back in New York. Dave didn't realize how much he had missed it. He loved Chicago, but this…This was different. This was his birthplace. His boys lived her. Boy he could into trouble.

He girls loved the train. Maybe it was because the seats were red because they rode the El often. Dave was so excited to eat at DeBella's. He hadn't seen Steven since his wedding day.

"Hi, could we have five for non-smoking?" Randi asked the hostess. She nodded and led them to a back table.

"Could you please tell Steve that the Malucci's are here?" Dave smiled. Randi sat Sailor into a high chair.

"While I'm here I might as well check out the shop here." Randi said.

"We're on vacation, Randi." Dave smiled, "No working."

"They don't need to know who I am." Randi smiled.

"Dave?" Steve came from the kitchen with a huge grin upon his face.

"Steve!" The men engulfed each other in a bear hug.

"It's been years!" Steve grinned looked at the table; "Your family has grown some."

"Yeah it has. You remember Randi and Ireland. This guy here, Landise, saw you when you were two months old."

"I'm not two months old anymore." Ireland said.

"You certain aren't." Steve chuckled, "Who are these two?"

"This is Sailor and that is Lyric." Randi smiled softly.

"You're multiplying like bunnies." Steve snickered, "I have one myself. Paul is one year."

"Never expected you to have kids." Dave chuckled.

"Daddy, I'm hungry." Lyric said.

"Order anything you want." Steve smiled, "It's on the house. Let me get you a drink, Dave."

"I don't drink anymore." He said glancing at his wife.

"What? Did Hell freeze over? I never expected you to get rid of that stuff." Steve said.

"I was turning into my dad so I gave it up." He said.

"I understood." Steven said, "Let me get your waitress out here so you get these beauties fed."

"Thanks." Randi smiled.

"You know, my girlfriend will be very excited to see you, Randi." Steve said, "She's a huge fan of yours."

"Oh really?" Randi smiled

"Yeah. She's been using some of your stuff on the runway lately." He said. Randi looked at him oddly. "My girlfriend is Mitsy Klein."

"Wh-What?" Randi's eyes widened. The waitress walked over.

"She's been wanting me to contact you for a while. She mentioned something about Paris and I don't know...I wasn't paying attention." Steve said while Dave gave the waitress their order. "Anyway, I need to get to work. Enjoy your meal."

"Finally Food." Ireland said.
"Momma, you okay?" Lyric asked.

"I'm fine." Randi mumbled.

"Okay, Randi, whose Mitsy Klein?" Dave asked.

"Who is Mitsy Klein? She is only the biggest name is fashion history. Dave." Randi gasped, "She holds annual fashion shows in New York, Paris and Milan. She uses my stuff in fashion shows. No wonder why me New York store's sales are amazing.

"So, she's a big deal?" Dave asked.

"Daddy, even I know who she is." Ireland said, "Momma is the best clothed Diner though."

"Thanks, baby. Dave, every fashion designer strives to get one piece o theirs in one of her shows." Randi finally exhaled. Soon, their meal was put I front of them. It was absolutely delicious. The girls their bellies as far as they would go. Dave excused himself and walked to the kitchen.

"Hey, Man." Dave smiled.

"How was dinner?" Steve asked.

"Oh terrific." Dave said, "Could I ask a favour?"

"Anything, Ma." Steve said.

"Randi is pretty jazzed about the whole who you're dating thing. Maybe we can come over for dinner one of the days we're here?"

"Yeah." Steve smiled, "That will be great. Mitsy will be excited."

May 21st, 2007

The Maluccis walked ito Steve's house. Dave never expected him to be so settled down. He didn't seem to be the type, but then again Dave wasn't the type about six years ago.

"Make yourself at home. Mitsy will be down in a minute." Steve said, "I need to get Paul."

"All right." Dave smiled. The girls immediately went to Paul's toys.

"Daddy, guess what." Lyric said.

"What, Pumpkin?" Dave mumbled.

"I miss Dixie." Lyric said, "Suppose she's hungry."

"Aunt Lizzie is feeding her everyday and walking her everyday after she comes home from Daddy's clinic." He said.

"Suppose she misses us?" Lyric said.

"Ella will hug her and kiss her for you." Dave smiled as Steve, Paul, and Mitsy walked in.

"Play nice with the girls, Paul." Steve put him down. Sailor smiled.

"Boy." She pointed at Paul. He giggled and picked up on of his trucks.

"Randi…" Mitsy grinned brightly, "I'm a huge fan. It's an honour."

"No no." Randi blushed deeply. "I love your work. I'm a fan."

"This is going to be a fun night." Steve chuckled, "What do you say to a game of darts?" Dave smiled. He always killed Steve at darts.

* * *

"SO, you're own clinic? I never thought you'd do that." Steve chuckled as he threw a dart.

"Me either, but I wanted more time to be with my family. You saw my girls." Dave smiled.

"Gorgeous things. Kids change you." Steve said.

"He looks a lot like you." Dave chuckled.

"Paul's rotten like me too." Steve smiled as he marked off his twenty. "You guys having more?" Dave nodded.

"We're going to try until we get boy, even if we have four more girls." Dave aimed and got a bull's eye.

"Poor Randi." Steve smiled, "Being pregnant with Paul really did Mitsy in." Dave nodded.

"Yeah. Sailor's pregnancy was tiring." Dave smiled. It was really nice to be playing a game with his childhood friend. "We can't let another five years pass by us, Steve."

"I know. There's been too man things you've missed that I wanted you there for." Steven said, "When Mit and I get married, you're going to be my best man, right?" Dave smiled.
"Of course I would." Dave said.

May 30th, 2007

Randi ran her hand through her hair. Tomorrow she and her family would start the trek back towards Chicago. Randi wasn't looking forward to it one bit.

"I think I was to fly home." Randi said as she walked down the street. Dave chuckled as he took Sailor into his arms.

"What about the car?" Dave asked.

"Oh mommy! Can we go in??" Ireland peered into a pet shop.

"We're going to be late for the show if we do." Randi said, "We're seeing a Broadway show, Girls. This is a life time experience." Ireland and Lyric both shrugged.

"Whatever." Ireland said. Randi looked at Dave.

"We'll have Steve drive the car home and then fly him back." She said, "We have enough money to do that."

"We'll see." Dave said. "He does have a family."

"I know that." Randi smiled, "A family with my idol." Dave laughed softly as he saw Steve and his family.

"Hey man!" Dave waved, "Are we late?"

"Nope. Paulie wanted some ice cream so we came out early." Steve said. Sailor giggled and blushed when Paulie looked at her.

"I think we have a pair of love bird on our hands." Mitsy smiled at Randi. Randi laughed softly.

"I approve of her taste in men." Randi said, "When will he be two?"

"December 2nd." Mitsy said. "And Sailor?"

"Christmas morning." Randi said looking up at the theater. "We still have an hour don't we?" Steve nodded.

"Yeah. Why don't we go grab some of that ice cream?" Steve suggested. Ireland and Lyric gasped.

"Yes, Momma, can we get ice-cream please?" Lyric asked.

"Ask your father." Randi chuckled.

"Daddy, You're the bestest daddy in the whole wide world." Ireland said, "You're very pretty and smart." Dave laughed.

"Let's go get some ice-cream." He said taking Lyric hand. Randi picked up Sailor and Mitsy and Paulie walked with them behind the group.

"So, Randi, you are interested in working with me right?" Mitsy asked. Randi nodded as she followed their husbands.

"Oh yes. I can fax you over my schedule when I get back to Chicago." Randi said.

"Great." Mitsy said, "I really look forward to working with you. I've had a blast chatting these past couple of weeks. We need to get together again soon. Maybe have a birthday party for Sailor and Paulie?"

"Oh yeah. That might be great." Randi smiled. Dave and Steve ordered their families' small vanilla ice cream cones. They didn't want them to get all messy before the show started. "We need to make sure these guys stay in touch."

"Yeah. Steve talks about Dave constantly." Mitsy smiled, "it's great to finally meet him."

"I want ice cream." Ireland moaned.

"Hold yer horses." Lyric said, "Mitsy, ya know what I'm going to be when I'm old?" Mitsy smiled with a shrug.

"I have no idea." She said, "What are you going to be?"

"An animal doctor." Lyric smiled, "Daddy is a people doctor and I'll be an animal doctor."

"That's a very good profession." Mitsy said, "And what about you, Ireland? What are you going to be?"

"Well, I was thinking a cowgirl or making clothes." Ireland said.

"Depends how the job market is in twenty years." Randi chuckled. "They may need a lot of cowgirls then."

"That's what I was thinking." Ireland said as Dave put ice cream down in front of her, "Thanks, Daddy." Dave sat down next to his wife and handed them their ice cream.

"Can you believe our vacation is almost over?" Dave asked.

"Yes." Randi laughed, "I'm about ready to get back into my bed." Mitsy chuckled softly.

"That's what I hate most about traveling." She said, "I always miss my own bed and my own bathroom." Dave nodded in agreement.

"Yeah. I gotta say I miss those things as well." He said.

"We go?" Sailor asked.

"Soon, Baby, we'll be home." Randi said.

"Pete come?" Sailor asked with large eyes. Randi laughed softly.

"Peter can't come, but his mommy said he can come visit someday." Randi said, "Is that a deal, Pumpkin?" Sailor nodded.

"K." She said. Within fifteen minutes, everyone had their ice creams and they were on their way to the show. This would be their last tourist attraction in New York. They had a long trip ahead of them, but it would be worth it once they got home. It would be hard to get back ito the swig of things, but maybe now they could make this trip an annual thing.