Burrito

Taco Bar

Uh believe me this kid has a home. Honestly she hasn't been living on the streets begging for change. This face is the result of taco bar night - a tradition I've carried on from my childhood. While growing up my dad and I shared a common bond over taco bar night - we loved it! All the toppings would be put in bowls on a lazy susan (okay we don't have the lazy susan but we do have taco stands) in the middle of the table and my dad and I would build taco after taco after taco. It was so much fun and sooooo good. My dad, like a jedi master, schooled me on how to build a taco correctly - we're talking hard shell tacos here. Since my dad isn't here to school the new crew I've taken on the jedi master role and have had to do some hard core taco building training ;)>. So now my family LOVES taco bar night as you can see from the picture above.

Dinner Time With Dad

Dad and Dylan sharing a little supper together while Mom and Auntie Beans were whooping it up out on the town.

Dinner Time

Beings that it's summer we've been having a lot of our meals outside. Dylan is getting the hang of feeding herself so well she's now feeding us.

Dinner At Nan's

With Matt gone all weekend bike racing we took up the invitation to go to Nan's for dinner - anyone would be stupid to pass up such a fabulous offer. It was, of course, an amazingly delicious dinner (duh!). Dylan had her first corn on the cob which she devoured and signed for more before she was even done with the first one.

And to top the evening off Anne, I mean Nan, served ice cream for dessert, which Dylan dug into with two spoons and a big ol' smile. The girl loves her ice cream!

While we were at Nan's, she reminded me of a very funny story. A few weeks back we were over for a visit. Dylan had a really bad blow out in her diaper so Nan gave her a bath. We let her run around nakie for a few minutes while getting her change of clothes ready. Dylan was standing on Nan's new carpet, which she had just got done telling us how it was pee-free, when we looked over to see a yellow stream coming from Dylan's mid-drift. I panicked and grabbed for the first thing I could find to catch the pee, which happened to be a plastic measuring cup. As the cup filled up Nan looked at me and said "uh, I use that for baking" - and we both laughed until tears rolled down our faces.

After a quick clean up of Nan's Dylan trashed house, we packed up the car and headed home. It was pretty quiet from the back seat - I think someone might have had ice cream belly.

We got home, had a quick "nana" and called it a night.

Thanks Nan for a fun evening and yet another fabulously great meal. We love you. (okay now quit crying!).

No More Stinkin' Baby Food....

"Uh, I want what you're having, please." says lil d (as she's noticing our plates look different than hers). So we gave it to her and she ate every last bite and wanted more!

Peas, Salmon, Beans, Risotto, Mango, & Avocado (yes, it's her new favorite) all arrange very pretty on her plate, just like she likes it (I have to practice my food styling skills on someone).

"Hummmm... think I'll give this pink stuff a try."

"This is some tasty viddles! Thanks mom."

Hummmm.... What Should I Have For Dinner?

Let me think about this.....