Bass Pro Shop

Today we headed out to Bass Pro Shop, mainly because we were bored but also because Sam heard there would be trains - TRAINS, YO. We hadn't been there since just after Christmas 2008, so Ryan didn't really remember all the different amusements that make up the Land of the Bass.

ATVS!

ATVS with snow treads! (Who is that big boy?!)

There was only one train, and it was a little disappointing. Ryan was more interested in watching the guy staple the strings of lights to the frame. (Oh yeah, that's Santa in the little house back there - the line was out the door and Ryan showed zero interest in meeting him)

Slot cars and light bulbs and toddler-sized chairs, OH MY.

Fake fireplaces and mirrors with knobs - WILL THE FUN NEVER STOP?!

Here's where the day took a Seussian turn... One Hat, Two Hat, New Hat, New Hat

After we squeezed every last ounce of fun out of BPS, we walked over to Sounded Like a Good Idea at the Time - I mean, Toby Keith's I Love This Bar.

We had gone to the TKILTB in Vegas when I was pregnant with Ryan, and while it wasn't the best meal we had in Sin City, it was still good (even while we were sober). This one, I have to say, could not be described similarly. Perhaps we should have ordered the Signature Item instead of a burger and a Cobb salad...

The one redeeming grace was the dance floor, stage, and buck-hunting video game (with real fake shotguns!), and both boys were content to wander through the sparsely populated restaurant while waiting for our food. After Ryan finished his meal he wanted to wander more, so we headed over to the stage where a guy was dismantling the drum kit. He invited Ryan up on stage to get a closer look which thrilled my little rock star to no end.

Of course, by leaving the table I missed my chance to order dessert: