Thanks for all the wishing of well. I’m feeling almost 100% again. We’re flying back to Vegas tomorrow evening and (I never in a million years thought I would say this) I’m glad. These last few weeks have really taken the travel bug out of me. I want to stay put and not move for awhile.

Poor baby Sara crashed face first with no breaks into the tile floor. We’ve been calling her “Unicorn”. The big purple goose egg on the front of her head looks nothing like a horn, but that’s the best we could come up with. Besides being sick and impressively hurling a banana Exorcist style across the room, she has to deal with a this. I feel for that kid.