Vegas ...

Its completely different when you have a kid.

My bags of high heeled shoes are now replaced with toys and an array of children's snacks and diapers. Gone are the days of waking up at 1:00 in the afternoon because we were out until 3 in the morning tromping all over the town - drinking and talking shit about people while we punched Max Bets to the sound of penny slots.

I'm pretty sure rolling out of bed to feed your kid dinner as the first meal of the day is frowned upon. So for the first time ever (I've been to Vegas more times than digits I have available to count on) we were up early enough to make it to the breakfast buffet. Wait, they serve breakfast in Vegas? I've never been up early enough in Vegas to make it to the breakfast buffet. Hell, we would have barely made it to the lunch buffet before.

Vegas is slightly different when you're playing the responsible parent role - but no less fun we found out.

It was hotter than the sun so we opted to stay inside the hotel for the most part of the two days we were there.

We got to visit quite a bit with Grandpa, Grandma and Uncle Matt.

We took Sully to see Kung Fu Panda 2.

We played trains in the hotel room and had bubble baths with Daddy.

We played fair games at Excalibur's Kid's Arcade.

Sully killed it at the ping pong ball in a cup game. He won, 3 times, once on his very first try. Ask the adults how many times we won. That we would a collective big fat zero among the 3 of us.

Most of our time was spent in the kids arcade at the hotel. I'm pretty sure we created a Deal or No Deal monster. Sixty dollars and 3 hours later we came away with 7 suckers, 3 tootsie rolls, two plastic dogs and a helicopter. Its better than I did on the slot machines.

And for the record, he still talks about Deal or No Deal. If you ask him he'll wave his finger back and forth and say "No Deal!".

He was a crazed baby on a mission. No Deal indeed sir. We're going all in.

This is Vegas after all, baby.