What's Spoken In Vegas Follows You Home

If your family is anything like mine, once something is heard that is the least bit amusing, it gets repeated over and over again. Welcome to my slice of Vegas!

'There's no crying in Vegas' - what I said in Utah to Middle Child who was suffering from homesickness and the lack of cell phone service, and who kept telling me she'd be okay once we got back to Vegas. (She also has autism, so we try to cut her some slack, but by the 7th day in a row of random crying, my nerves were worn thin). In her defense, she didn't cry in Vegas (thanks to the familiarity of it, seeing relatives, and of course, uninterrupted cell phone service).

'Son of a sea lion!' - Overheard by my kids from some random Dad on the street. This one got constant play for the first few weeks, but they seem to have let it go by the wayside.

'Big man doesn't even like the music' - said to my son (who was following the rest of us single file) outside Planet Hollywood. Some rapper was out front trying to hand us his latest CD and we shunned him. My 6 foot 15 year old son must have surprised him by not taking it. After three days of being hounded by the wall of Mexicans on the strip distributing porn to anyone who looks over the age of 12, you develop the stare straight ahead/don't make eye contact walk, normally only used in bad sections of Brooklyn! My son's 'big sisters' have gotten plenty of mileage out of this one.

'Nobody likes a cheap wiener' - said by Middle Child, who was happy to see so many Nathan outlets in Vegas! If you knew the innocence of this child, you'd know how truly hilarious the comment was. I personally can't stop saying it!

'Up and At 'Em, Mother F*%$#ers!!!!!!!!' - Heard at 4:30 a.m. outside our room at the MGM Grand on our last morning. Did I mention how Vegas is really only fun for about the first 24 hours? Thanks for following me along to the conclusion of this vacation 2010 series.