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Wow!  Thirty-six hours have never been more jam packed!  Whoa!  Saturday morning a little after nine we all decided to head out on a bigger adventure than just the Grand Canyon.  "We" was myself, Lesley, Maggie, Emma and Fernanda and by ten we were off!  Opening up Google maps, we decided to head West towards Vegas.  It was so much fun!  The girls were a hoot and the trip was great!  We passed through interesting cities and beautiful pieces of America (the stretch of I-15 that goes in the Northwest corner of Arizona is amazing).
We arrived in Vegas and after a day-light drive by of the strip, we checked into our hotel.  And it wasn't just any hotel.  Thanks to a great deal on the internet and some thinking about other costs (parking fees and taxi charges if we stayed off the strip), we got a sweet suite in the Palazzo.  It was such a rush for the girls!
We all got dressed up (Maggie and Fernanda busted out their dresses from the school dance the night before) and the "bigger girls" just freshened up and we headed back out to see The Strip in the dark.  And in the dark it sort of was. . .it was some kind of Earth Hour and they turned off most of the lights for an hour.  That was odd.  But the lights came on and it was so much fun.  We headed to dinner, realized we were all exhausted and went back to the hotel with one stop to watch the Bellagio fountains.  We're real Vegas partiers (not)!
Sunday morning we woke up and headed home by way of the Hoover Dam and the Grand Canyon.  It was fun for Emma and Fernanda to see both.
We had a blast.  We were exhausted.  We made memories.  We're happy we did it!  I heard someone say that the only pictures you regret taking are the ones you don't take.  I realize that isn't totally true because I can think of a Congressman and a few other people who which they wouldn't have taken certain pictures, but the idea behind it is true.  Do it.  If you want to make a memory and you can do it, then do it.  That's what we did!

Meanwhile, the boys stayed home with Luke.  They snowboarded (the day ended with Dax getting a ride down in an EMT toboggan--he's fine) and they went to see "The Croods."  It was a fun boys weekend for them and I appreciate Luke's availability last minute!!!

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