Nothing worth having ever comes easy...

I knew this whole house-buying thing was going a little too well. The seller was cooperating, the lender was giving us a phenomenal interest rate, the inspection went great, etc. Of course something had to go wrong. Closing was supposed to be on Valentine's Day. Today is the 16th, and guess what? You guessed it, we're still waiting to close. Long story short, someone (not us) messed up, and our new closing date is next Friday, February 22. On the upside, hey, it's on my birthday! On the downside, our current place was already packed up and ready to go because when did they tell us the 14th wasn't going to happen? On the 13th. So we had to run around calling all of the utilities to tell them, no don't turn off our phone/power/gas/water just yet. But we already had the cable turned off so now we have no TV for 7 days. Just when Project Runway is getting really good! Oh, well. We'll live. Barely.

Needing to blow off some steam, yesterday TH convinced me to finally check out the Shark Reef exhibit at Mandalay Bay. We've been in LV for four years now and somehow haven't gotten around to seeing it, mostly due to my inherent dislike of going through casinos to get to "family" activities. But we needed to get out of the house, so off we went, and lo and behold...it wasn't that bad. As a matter of fact it was pretty cool.

J loved it. He was pretty well-behaved--no tantrums, nothing thrown into an open aquarium, no fights over getting into the stroller. And when he saw his all-time favorite animal, the sea turtle (which. was. HUGE.) the look of delight on his face totally erased all my screwed-up-house-closing stress. When he saw that turtle, he yelled out "KURKLE!!!!" loud enough to get a few snotty stares (get over it, people, it's an aquarium inside of a casino for God's sake not the frigging Louvre), and spent almost ten whole minutes with his face pressed to the glass just smiling. So even with all of the drama of the last few days, thanks to the tourist trap that is Shark Reef we ended the week on a good note.

"I am the greatest...kurkle...of all time!"

Man, this picture coulda been a contender. I never look this good when we're both looking at the camera. Instead you get a good shot of Mommy with an even better view of J's 'Fro.

I just realized that J's ENTIRE wardrobe that day was courtesy of Old Navy. Old Navy kid's clothes rock!



And now for your entertainment, I present J the Blues Brother...(Give your toddler a harmonica. It's entertainment for the whole family!)

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