Showing Tiger the View from Above

We just got back from a 3-day trip to Vegas with Grandma & Grandpa Kubota. We stayed at THE Hotel, and this was a very exciting experience for my parents. My mother was very impressed as to how nice it is ("It's nicer than the Cal!") and said to me during the trip and to my brother after the trip: "I opened the closet, and there were bathrobes inside!" and "There's a TV in the bathroom!" and in commenting on the modern art in the room, "Jared could of done that!" Otherwise, we went to the outlets, swam in the Mandalay Bay pools & river, saw the Wynn, and attempted to eat at Emeril's (despite a reservation we were still denied the yummy-goodness due to the kitchen being "shut down" because of an electrical problem). Jared enjoyed the plane ride, and there are perks flying with a kid - you get to cut everyone else by going in the pre-board line. Haha. Also, for the first time in his life, Jared got to sleep with us both nights after continuously jumping out of the hotel's crappy "crib" (pack & play) and running into our room crying, so needless to say, neither Paul or I got a good night's sleep. The first night, Jared decided to sleep perpendicular to us; fortunately for me, I got the head end, and unfortunately for Paul, he kept getting kicked in the face. The second night, I did not sleep well at all after having to contend with two restless shufflers & alternating snorers. You wouldn't think that a noise like that could come out of such a small 2-year-old.

Oh, how the experiences and meaning of Vegas change once you have a kid....