|This was by far the biggest disparity between how much I hated the thought and how much I enjoyed the food since I've been tracking that sort of thing.|
Over the weekend I did take a little break from virtue and made molletes, which are just refried bean sandwiches. Great invention, right? Well done, Mexico. I used homemade bread and homemade refried beans, so there was a little effort, at least. Plus, a large side salad which I made a comically repulsed face all through the eating of, according to Dan.
Our weekend was pretty much jam-packed (mmm....jam...) with exciting activities. Dan's band played an early outdoor show Friday night, so all the band babies were in attendance. Anna enjoyed rocking out to Daddy's smooth bass line almost as much as she enjoyed messing with her bright orange earplugs. There was quite a bit of clapping and dancing and some impressively accurate music-festival-hippie impersonating. When she announces at age 9 that she and her friends are hitchhiking to Bonnaroo, I'm not going to be entirely surprised, is what I'm saying.
|"I'm with the band."|
|Nutrition is important for the young athlete.|
And you know if it's a weekend, there must be a birthday party! Our next door neighbor Parker turned 3 and we went to Kiddie Acres to help him celebrate. I know the name sounds a little bit like it belongs in one of the darker sections of Pinnochio, but it has a nice old-school carnival feel to it and there are plenty of rides for very little ones. Anna had a lot of firsts!
|First ferris wheel!|
|First ride sans parental support!|
|Okay, this was...not our first time around on the train.|
|Maybe if I could get my salad greens into a tower formation they would be more appealing.|