Longest Post for the Mini Vacay

We headed out of town last weekend for a mini vacay with the fam. Leaving right at dawn gave me an hour or two for some good reading material and a Coke Zero for Mr. Dunbar.  This is the scenery on the way to Vegas so I just kept on reading, while the voices in the back seat wanted to know, “How many more minutes? Are we there yet? and How much longer?” Because they were just too excited.

We stay at a really nice resort that is just off of The Strip. My kids think that Vegas is all about hotels, good food, and really big swimming pools. We pretty much stay at the resort the whole time. Swimming and playing and eating and then repeating. That was the agenda for the weekend.

By 7am the next morning, this is what they were doing. Just as planned. 

Gramma was out there leading the pack. They were following her around the pool like a bunch of baby ducks… for hours.

Resting poolside.

Mr. Dunbar and his Mini.

And of course by the end of the night… here is how we found all of the hooligans.

Mr. Dunbar took the kids down the next morning. Can you find him? How about the hooligans?

Papa with his Mini.

Babies just love their Uncle.

Even the kids enjoyed some margaritas and pina coladas. Virgin, of course.

My Grandma, the kids Great-Grandma, came on the trip with us. I think we wore her out by 10am.

We ended our trip with dessert and treats at the Rainforest Café. A must for my kids in Vegas.

Tired, Bogie?

The guys got crazy and ordered Root Beer Floats.

And then dessert was delivered. VOLCANO.

Papa posing for the Big Fight that was on that night.

Bye, bye Vegas.

We ended up leaving earlier than planned because the population in Vegas was off the hook this weekend. There was this big fight, a convention, a big concert and the EDC. Do you know what that is?  I didn’t-until we were there. It was a 3 day rave and let me tell you, those “kids” were everywhere. And my heart just broke for them. Mr. Dunbar told me they expected 345,000 people to attend. Almost a half million people! All of the ones that we saw just looked so lost. I just kept thinking, “They are all searching for belonging, for acceptance, for joy and they are so not going to find it there.”  I shouldn’t have been as surprised as I was, I mean come on, we were in Sin City, I was just overwhelmed seeing so many lost souls. Truly lost souls pouring into something that is only going to take them further from true Joy. So so scary. 

Even as we drove up our street in the middle of the night there was so much peace about being in our little corner of Suburbia. I just thanked God that my three little men were in the car with me and not out there in that craziness.  Mr. Dunbar and I spent enough time “living it up” before we got married. We even spent a few weekends partying it up in Vegas. But this was madness like I never experienced. Again, so super crazy and sad.

But,  to end on a happier note…

The kids decided next year they’re going to Hawaii.

Start saving your pennies guys.

 

{snippets from last year’s getaway HERE}