A local Mexican favorite, El Vaquero, was the destination tonight. Macy had requested the novel experience of walking to the restaurant, which is actually pretty close to my brother's house. Still, it was quite a jaunt (in the heat) for two four-year-olds (and some adults), and we were all very proud of ourselves. After dinner, the girls "fed" tortilla chips to the ducks out back and got some lessons on skipping stones. KC did more than his share of the work on the walk home, acting as entertainment and vehicle. The nieces LOVE Uncle KC.
|Clearly, my skills are not up to par. I did not obey commands like "carry me on your head!" or "RUN!!!!"|