There's No Crying at the Hilton!

In March, Claire and I stayed at the Hilton while visiting Jackson, MS. Dada talked the hotel people down to a very reasonable price. This was Claire's and my first time at the Hilton, and we enjoyed every minute of it. Claire fussed a little the first night, but I simply informed her that, as in baseball, there is no crying at the Hilton. She took the hint and literally did not fuss during the rest of the stay. She slept peacefully in her pack 'n' play, ate Cheerios, and helped tip the bell hop. It was lovely.