Battle cry of the vacationing baby.

We took the baby to Texas for Spring Break. It was a week of a lot of firsts: first pupusa, first Pakistani food, first time to harass chickens, first time to see an alligator, first time to cry so long and so loud that people on the plane started to turn around to see what the commotion was.

It was also a week of nothingness, as in no biking, no skiing, no hiking. Weird but relaxing, too.

Poor chickens.

Grey sands of Galvesteon.

Buttery naan!

Cars Come From Easter Eggs!

Taco Cabana!

My old Easter outfit.

Otis family chair.

We saved roughly $1,000 -- no kidding -- by flying out of BZN. So why not make a warm-up vacation out of it: take the kid on his first Easter Egg hunt and get a run in in the Northern Bridgers.

Twuk!