Remember That One Time?

I grew up in Brazil and I hate pizza sauce. Pizza in Brazil resembles pizza that you get in Italy. Brick oven, thin crust and just a tiny bit of sauce. Pizza Hut, Domino's, Godfather's...too much sauce. Pitch Pizza? Perfect. If you haven't been there, go tonight because it's fabulous. Had a great family dinner there on Friday night! It's got a cool atmosphere and the food is D-lish!

But beware of the pizza coma......

Trying to read to Raylan is like being trapped in a burlap sack with a cat. He's all over the place. Standing up. Arching back. Licking the pages. Closing the book. Folding the pages. All the while, not listening to a word of what your saying and narrating the entire story himself. An exercise in patience and reading practice all in one! 

Saturday morning will go down in our history as, "Remember that one time...?" 

That one time was when we had the grand idea (heavy sarcasm) to schlep ourselves deep into South Omaha, through hordes of  traffic, to watch the Cinco de Mayo parade in the frigid rain. 

It was so cold. But we got tons of cheap candy and there were horses!

Raylan, thoroughly enjoying himself.

After the parade was over, we met up with our friend Laney and her two little kiddos to head to a little Mexican place for lunch. Little did we know that it was like 84 blocks away.....still in the rain with four kiddos and only one stroller. 

We made it in one piece! The place was a zoo so we had to pack ourselves into this tiny booth, the size of a checkerboard ....but it was well worth the wait and walk because the food was SO GOOD! And Coke out of glass bottles? Everyone knows that's hard to beat. We even had live music to entertain us! 

I know, I know.....frizzy hair, running mascara, red runny noses.....we looked like a hot mess.

Yup, Remember that one time in 2013 when we went to the Cinco de Mayo parade? I do! And it was a blast!