We're back, but I'm in no mood to update this thing. There are so many photos that I am working on a photo album to upload here and then I will post about our trip. Everything was great until the last 2 days in Vegas. Norah hurled her Cheesecake Factory lunch all over the Las Vegas Monorail and we proceeded to puke and poop for 5 days. The plane ride was tied with a bow and hand delivered by the Devil himself. 3 hours into the flight I was reduced to a pile of pukey mush, crying "I can't dooooo this!!!"
Colin spent most of the flight in the bathroom...mostly vomiting, but there were a few times he was cleaning diarrhea off his pants...from Norah, not himself....he's not incontinent, y'all.
We're all better now, but totally swamped and the to do list just keeps growing. I promise I will update as soon as I have the album finished. But since it's starting to bug me to have posts without pictures, here's one of the girls screaming and crying in front of the Mirage during the volcano show.