It's Vegas, Baby!

Originally Published February 26, 2008

Greetings from Vegas! We tried to download pictures, but Michael left the camera cable in Virginia, so no luck there. Michael wants to show you his pictures of him with the Ferengi, and him with the Klingon, with him on the bridge of the Enterprise in the captain's chair, and him in the Venice canal, but not today.

Michael has adjusted well to the time difference, after only one 3AM hunger attack on our first night here. In fact, Michael is having an UNBELIEVABLE trip. I don't know if it's the dry desert air, or if it's the fact that everything is new, but he is like a whole new kid. The baby that viewed every meal as a boxing match is now chowing stage 2 baby food like it's going out of style. Instead of struggling to get in one pack on his very best day, he's now eating almost one every meal (other than breakfast, which is dramatically improved, but still lags behind the rest of the meals). We've not been pushing the bottle, because we are so thrilled with his desire to eat that we are taking all victories without question. This is day 3 of Michael demanding (and being allowed to refuse) solid food.