THIS would be the best photo of the night... there's one other one around here somewhere; where she's straining to scream at us... but at least she was acknowledging our presence.
After sitting for 45 minutes in the parking lot also referred to as the off ramp to Las Vegas Boulevard, and several illegal turns later, we made it to Mandalay Bay and wandered through the Shark Reef. They put up scary decorations and float body parts in the piranha tanks. Its cute. Then over to the Bellagio, where Baby Eleanor (as she affectionately calls herself) fell into and crushed the flowers at the Gardens in the Atrium. After fighting drunk stupid kids yelling "VEGAS WHAAHAOOOO" and crazy foreign tourists, we watched the water show and went home. I'd like to take this moment to give myself proper credit. See, I've been VERY CAREFUL not to yell 'SHUT UP' at those stupid dogs... and the reward is great. I have a sweet little girl that tells me to "be quite" and that I'm boring. But still, be quiet is way better than shut up... right?
If only I would have concentrated more on "son of a bitch"...
