Camp Zed to Sin City in a Single Day
By the time Zo is falling asleep tonight, after the last rousing day of Camp Zed, I'll be on a flight to Las Vegas. June and I found an embarrassing deal for five days in the desert, and we snatched it up, which will make it the first time we've spent more than 2-3 days away from Zoey in two and a half years. We're a little overdue.
Baachan and Grandad have stepped up to the plate to handle all things Zed, and it's very likely that just as Zed has finally settled into a deep, deep sleep tonight, we'll be walking through the front doors of The Flamingo on Las Vegas Blvd.
Now, there's a day of camp to navigate, and I should probably pack.