My sister was in Vegas for a week and so I drove up with the kids for a less-than-24-hour road trip. I remembered that I had a free night at the Bellagio Hotel that I'd been hanging onto for 3+ years (that I got back in the day when I was a working girl, and by working girl, I mean working girl).
The kids had a ball. I think they would have been fine if we never left the hotel. I stayed here for a week when Henry was 5 months old. My Mom came down to watch and stay with him in our room while I worked and kept him close so I could come and nurse him when I had a break. She would wheel his stroller up to one of these big windows and he would just stare out for what seemed like hours. Times have not changed. 
My previous job led me to Las Vegas a lot. So much so, that I cringe everytime we even drive through it on our way to Utah. It's symbolic of long, hard days, tired feet and a job that I didn't love. Going on a vacation there has never been anything I've wanted to do. But we had such a great time. It was so good to see Vanessa and good to have a little bit of a change to our daily routines (and it doesn't hurt to stay at the Bellagio). We visited the Chinese New Year Garden (which changes every season):
and the floor-to-ceiling chocolate fountain:
And while at the end of day, I still had tired feet, this time there was a new baby to nurse, and that old 5 month old baby has now grown to a near 4 year old superman.
Thanks for the photo's, sis. We miss you already!
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