What's for dinner?

Over the past week (Friday-Friday):
Pizza (of course):

Birthday dinner of tofu and greens plus onion rings and cake:
(Millie helped bake the cake and both girls sifted sugar for frosting)

Assorted roasted veggies, bread and salad:

Friday night pizza with a twist: Easy Bake Oven!

 

Jeffrey made some regular size, too:

Feliz Cinco de Mayo!

Only one month late. :)  Saturday, May 5th, after Jeffrey finished the 3-State, 3-Mounatain Challenge (best time ever!) we went to watch the girls scrimmage with the group they've been taking a soccer clinic with:

Afterwards we decided we were too tired to even supervise supper making. Never mind that Zachary needed to leave at our usual suppertime to get to the CFC soccer game. He won a season pass when his team won the neighborhood soccer cup. We decided to do something totally outside our norm: go out to supper at a Mexican restaurant on Cinco de Mayo. We don't go out to eat a lot and we take the kids even less often. And I hate crowds and noise. Somehow, though, it sounded like fun for once. We went to a local spot, not far from Jeffrey's office-Taco Mamacita. They serve local food which I love. And we went early. Talk about a cultural experience! There were certainly a lot of people there and I did not notice any other kids (I did as we left). We had to show i.d., not at the door, but still in the parking lot! We got wristbands, too. The kids _tried_ to, then we explained. There was a wait only long enough for a potty break ("I drank all my water bottle in the car!") and we got seats with a good view of the t.v.:

"Mommy, I want the white horse to win and it's winning!" Oh, yeah, it's time for the Kentucky Derby. Zachary had his own entertainment. The horses were almost enough and when they weren't there was a guy in Mexican garb to watch and crayons for coloring:

Why color the kids' menu when you can color the pretty lady on the coasters? While we waited for our food I looked up Cinco de Mayo on Wikipedia. It's primarily an American holiday to celebrate Mexican heritage. It is also observed in some regions of Mexico, mainly in Puebla where it celebrates victory over a battle with the French. We enjoyed it the typical American way; as an excuse to eat some yummy Mexican food.

Now We Are Six

Happy Birthday, Millie!

 When I was One, I had just begun.

When I was Two, I was nearly new.

When I was Three, I was hardly me.

When I was Four I was not much more.

When I was Five, I was just alive.

But now I am Six,

I'm as clever as clever.

So I think I'll be six now,

For ever and ever.

-A. A. Milne