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The Best Is Grandma's House

Eri is digging in the sand to create an ocean. The boys and I are taking her sand and using it to build a giant volcano. 


Ohhhhh the metaphors!

The dinosaur exhibit at the Horseshoe on the Las Vegas Strip was made for Kenzo and Osamu. Mechanical dinosaurs, dark passageways, and coloring.


This crazy digital sandbox was the best. I could've played with it all day.






We visited the Bellagio Hotel and took in its wonders, one of the most notable being the dude outside smoking a serious jazz cigarette. Woooo weeee we're talkin' contact high level smokin'. We watched the Bellagio water show and Mr. Reefer provided the "atmosphere".








I'm going through pictures from the day, as I often do, and delete the duds. I have to take between five and ten shots of everything with the boys in it, the reason being at least one of those is bound to be a decent photo. 

Sometimes I'll take a dozen and every one is a bust.

Today at the Bellagio Hotel conservatory Eri and my mom were browsing some shops with lots of breakable items, so I took the boys down the corridor to see what we could see and we ended up taking some pictures in front of the amazing flowers.


As I was going through these twelve shots I suddenly realized they're all perfect. As stand-alone pics and as a collection. There's a story.












The day before yesterday we saw sharks. Today was dinosaurs. Las Vegas has it all.

But the best is grandma's house.



I grew up with cats. I love that my mom and my sister have wonderful dogs that Kenzo and Osamu can play with. I want them to be unafraid of animals.


For dinner tonight we walked down the street to a place called Lazy Dog. It's a dog-friendly bar and restaurant. Very American. Eri and I have finally acclimated to 'Murica and ordered the boys one dish off the kids' menu to share, and it was perfect. At the risk of editorializing, do these restaurants actually consider the nutritional value of the meals they serve? Or is it just the good ol' American frontier spirit?

The boys never miss a chance for shenanigans...

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