The Big Hole in the Gropund

We took advantage of some nice spring weather to roll out to Laughlin, Nevada. For those out of the area, it's the red headed step-child to Las Vegas, sitting about 120 miles south on the Colorado River.

Now, I'm not much of a gambler. Still, it gave Tami a chance to scratch her itchy palm on some slot machines, and Kyle a chance to luxuriate in the glory that is the Friday Nite Seafood Buffet. He tried his first ever oyster on the half shell and had several plates of crab legs and shrimp.

For me, the benefit of going to Laughlin is its proximity to a Cracker Barrel, which can be conveniently visited on the way to the Grand Canyon. Nothing like feeding your soul on the most amazing vistas on the planet only to then feed your tummy with good old fashioned southern cooking!

It dawns on me that we only have 3 more Spring Break's with Kyle. Time just flies......