Thursday, April 28, 2016

What's Making Me Happy This Week


// This combo: marinated flank steak with crema Mexicana con sal drizzled over it. SO GOOD. 


// Still laughing about this exchange.

Earlier in the day: Clementine looks at my rash guard and says what's that and I say it's like a shirt but it's made out of swimming suit material.

Later in the day: Clementine is being naughty and yanking on my shirt and I say stop pulling on my shirt! And she shouts IT'S NOT A SHIRT, IT'S A SWIMMING SUIT, IT LOOKS LIKE A SHIRT!

I needed to discipline her but I was laughing too hard.

// This reminded me that I need a solid pink rash guard and then I found this new line by Land's End and want everything?! Like this and this and this (!!!)


// Planning a trip to White Sands!


// Date 2/2 of the month: Harry Connick Jr at the Tobin Center.  Ooo ooo ooo that man's voice is like a gin and tonic in a shady poolside spot on your first day of vacation.

Excuse me while I re-watch Hope Floats

                        


It was a great show and I liked his country song - also looking forward to (watching clips of) his upcoming daytime tv show.

Stomping Grounds


What we've been up to.



Sunglasses from the Dollar Spot at Target.



Monday morning got me like


Kiddie Park.










Calf tattoo of Texas flag draped over a cross because it's so many things at once.




Knuckle dimples.











Fave photo to date.



Landa playground.



When you take the photo too late.


Each day of the weekend one kid didn't sleep. Clem and I went to Central Market during her not-nap. We found the fiesta crown she made at school in the car ... here she's telling me I'M NOT A GOOD HELPER I'M A PWINCESS.


All better. "I hold my bootiful cwown so the wind not bwow it away."


Cashing in the weeklong promise of a Sunday morning doughnut run. Luke had a late gig the night before and was able to sleep a bit.








Olmos Basin playground.





We traded off and I went to Row&Flow. This was Josie's day to not-nap. Early dinner of queso and margaritas at Torchy's. C pronounced the queso to be 'not too bicy' and ate heavily-dipped chip after chip despite it being somewhat spicy.

Julie: I'm so glad we're educating their palates to like (hushed so C wouldn't hear the s word) spicy stuff.
Luke: It's nacho cheese.



One thing I dearly love about Luke is how he humors me. We were on our way home from Target when I saw this hanging basket configuration. I asked to turn around for a photo and he did without pausing. Isn't it so simple and pretty?


We didn't want to go home quite yet. We ran the girls around on the middle school track a few blocks away.







A very Texas tableau.




Ice cweam dress and po-tah dot tights!



Monday morning.