And alive.
But just barely.
Driving to Las Vegas with two kids takes awhile. Who would have thunk?
First off, we roll ghetto. You probably know that. We shipped our one-year-old down to Vegas in snow boots.
The awesomesauce part is that there were no back up shoes. No tennis shoes, no sandals, not even a pair of socks were included. Only snow boots. And I guess I have to mention they were at least two sizes too big. Cambri dressed herself that morning and both the Daddy Man and I thought someone else took care of it. Like the little smurfs that live under the sofa I guess. Let's just call this strike one.
Strike two. Our kid slept in the bathtub.
It was a nice bathtub. Does that make it sound better?
We didn't intend for her to sleep there but sharing a bed with her sister turned problematic. Like biting random body parts and pulling out arm hairs instead of at least pretending to be compliant with her parent's orders of going to bed.
Strike three. Chasey held our kids way too close to the edge of the Hoover Dam.
Immediately after taking this picture, I threw myself on the ground in the fetal position. Begging my husband to move away from the ledge. The shakes consumed my body and it really became more than I could take.
Move away from the ledge.
For the love, move away from the ledge.
Isabelle took this picture while Chase was holding her over the handrail by her ankles.
Just kidding.
It only felt that way to the fanatical parent not pictured because I was hyperventilating in the background. For realsies.
I guess I should bring up the most important part of the trip.
Being reunited with our long lost cousin. B-RAY!
And the wedding of course. It was beauiful and elegant. All wrapped up into one divine experience of love.
And I got a new sister-in-law out out of the whole thing. Yay for me. I always knew I was a winner.
I am kind of unhealthily obsessed with my current sister-in-law, Nicole, because she is so awesome. I hope Tanya is prepared.
Guess who is also unheathily obsessed? Chasey...
It's kind of hard to tell but here he is with his legs wrapped around Nic in a weird way. With her husband staring on in the background.
I do have a photo that shows the above mentioned situation a little better. I was going to post but then I asked myself, "Does the Internet really need a photo that shows things 'better'?"
I don't think so.
The highlight of the trip was the limo ride the kids took with their grandparents.
Why you ask? Because Ryan ordered the limo.
Loaded the kids.
Loaded the grandparents.
And then Nicole acted as if she was getting in. But instead said, "I feel like this would be better if you had taken Xanax earlier today."
An then she shut the door. Slapped the top of the limo. And off it went.
Leaving four happy adults. Who enjoyed a meal with NO KIDS. Sweet!
And two probably stressed out grandparents. But they must have been in good spirits because they had the limo driver take them to McDonalds. And that made for SUPER happy kids.
I feel like I have lot's more to say. But I won't bore you.
Thanks for reading. Viva Las Vegas.
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