What Happens in Vegas...

The girls in the Wilhelmsen family all got together for a fun-filled weekend in Las Vegas a couple of weekends ago. It was Cheryl, Rachelle, Melanie, Cherlyn & Michael, and Me & Zach. We painted the town, staying over night at Marriott's Residence Inn (Thanks again, Cheryl- that was awesome!), eating at both Cafe Rio and the Cheesecake Factory (Fatory?!), and shopping 'til we dropped at the outlet malls.

I accidentally shoplifted some baby sunglasses, but since I'm confessing the sin on this blog, I already feel better about it. I just can't make it back to the mall to return them right now. But next time I go, I'll give them $2.50.

We played a fun game where I gave our husbands a questionnaire to fill out beforehand, then the wives filled out the same questionnaire with their own answers, and we saw how well they matched up. It was hilarious. Especially when it came to the boys guessing the girls' sizes. Apparently, James thinks Rachelle is a size 25. Or 28. Whatever. Womens or mens, James? Time to take your wife shopping!
Needless to say, we were in tears at times!

Michael and Zachary got some one-on-one bonding time that weekend also. They seemed to be on the same page emotionally. For instance:

They were happy at the same time.

They got tired at the same time.

They got bug-eyed at the same time.

They gave Nana crusties at the same time.

(I don't know what she said to them, but apparently, it didn't go over well!)

Then there was the whole hand holding/hugging drama...

Zach: I have an idea. Let's hold hands.

Michael: This is okay, but...

Michael: Cousins don't hold hands. Cousins gotta hug! Bring it in!

Zach: Whoa, dude! I don't know about that! Let's bring it down a notch.

Michael: Yeah, let's just hold hands.

Sweet Dreams!