Y'all Come Back Now...or Later.

We're back in the Midwest. The trip was good...maybe a little too long, but good. Tonight I took Suave to get his hair cut and he told the Great Clips lady, "we went to Texas but stayed for too long so I got mean." How perceptive. Apparently, 4 states, 2 hotels, 4 homes, 1 Quincenera, Thanksgiving and 2 big, Latino families are too much for a four-year-old. Who would have guessed? Admittedly, we tried to pack in too much in the 2 1/2 weeks we were there. Funny (or, not so) how kids will let you know just when and how much of "enough" they've had. Of course, Bea ate up all the attention and we are still trying to remind her of our "home rules" and that there are foods other than "taco".

So, about the Quincenera... My sister celebrated her 15th birthday with a big party. It's quite the tradition, right up there with a Mexican wedding. Big dress, cake, mariachis, food, tons of people. It was a great time. My dad wanted to make sure we shook off our Midwestern way-of-life for the night and allowed our children to indulge by running around on the dance floor, staying up waaaay past bedtime, dancing and simply getting spoiled. We let them and they loved it! Suave showed off breakdancing moves we didn't know he had and Bea was right behind.





Thanksgiving was a different story. Made me even more Thankful for my wonderful husband who knows just when to take the kids for a walk and when to just let me be alone to cry. Thanks Babe.