World, I present to you: Julietta Ayn Grégoire.
Kennedy, who doesn't normally care much for babies, was obsessed.
"Mom! Look at Julietta!" "Mom! She's SO cute!!" "Mom- she just opened her eyes!" "Mom- she just moved her hand!" "Mom! Her fingers are so tiny!!" "Mom- she just farted!"
There really are few things as precious as holding a newborn.
(p.s. Kennedy's face totally makes this picture.)
After we had smothered little Julietta a bit too much, we decided to get out of the house and see the town. (And made sure to tell Kennedy to close her eyes while walking along the strip.)
At one of the casinos, there is a huge aquarium/tank, where they have a mermaid come out and say hi to the kids (and to creepy old men).
There are little huka air ports all over the tank, so that when she needs air she can get some. It was actually pretty cool.
We also spent some quality time at the swimming pool. There isn't much else to do when it's 110 degrees outside.
The other guy pictured awkwardly in this photo (waiting to catch Kennedy in case she falls) is the proud new father, Alex. (He is also the sous chef for that one cool restaurant I wrote about forever ago (here).)
Viva Las Vegas!