Hooters

I knew that Patrick went there for lunch with his buddies every once in awhile but I've never been. As I was complaining about my allergies and my stuffy nose, Pat suggested the we go to Hooters. He said that it will take care of my problems.... So after we cleaned up the mess from the day, and put the kids to bed, we sneaked off first to get decongestant and half a dozen boxes of tissue paper then to Hooters.
Pat ordered Corona from a pretty lady with nice rack, and I got water to take the decongestant. We sat down with a plate full of spicy wings. And oh was he right! After a couple of bites, my nose was clearing. And as long as I kept eating, I felt so great! This little outing would not have been a great big deal 3 years ago but with 2 kids now, we hardly ever get to do this. Patrick's parents are here for the week and we've been able to go out at night without little ones climbing over us.




Terran while playing with a patch of dirt outside the house. He loves this little corner and gets dirty here everyday. He's grown so much. About 6 months ago, he used alot of baby words, or made up his own words if he could not say the word properly. For example, a garbage truck was "ish-yaya", a blanket was "gingis", and pizza was "didda". These words were so cute that we didn't bother correcting them. But now, quickly, he is pronouncing each word carefully as they really should be said. So when I say "Terran, I thought that was called didda." He gets mad and says "No mama! It's PI-ZZA!"



We have enough outdoor toys to occupy our whole little back yard. We inherited them from Matthew, a friend who moved away, and also from our next door neighbor. Sierra has been loving this little bike that she likes to swing back and forth. Cutest little biker babe.



Terran figured out how to climb on top of the little red car. Sierra is always bewildered by Terran's actions.