Our weekend

We got back from Vegas last night. When we say Vegas, we really mean Logandale. We actually did drive into Vegas to meet York & Luly and Nils' dad, Par, so that we could all have dinner together before Par had to fly out. I have no desire to "do Vegas" when we're there. So we spent the rest of the weekend in Logandale. It's a small little place with not much to do. We spent most of the time inside, since it is seriously hotter than H there. I tried running on Par's treadmill, but was afraid I might get electrocuted, what with the exposed wires and all. I lasted about five minutes. Anders and Xan played together pretty well, but Xan is going through a biting phase, so Anders fell victim to his fangs a few times. He's got a nice toothy mark on his forearm from yesterday morning. It's all good, though. On the way home we stopped in St. George to see my Grandma. It was pretty depressing. She didn't make any indication that she knew we were there. I tried talking to her, and she'd kind of open her eyes, but her look was pretty blank. It's kind of like she's just giving up.
The rest of the trip home was pretty decent, actually. No screaming fits from Anders! We borrowed Tom and Jamie's portable DVD player, so he was entertained by Thomas the Tank Engine and Elmo most of the time.
So this is the first week in forever that Nils will actually be able to come home from work and not have a billion and a half things to do. It's pretty exciting. Maybe we can actually spend quality time together as a family, and get some projects done around OUR house! That would be T-Riffic!