I had a great birthday yesterday. My sweet husband Michael even took the day off work, which made it even better.
After breakfast, I grabbed a good book and a café Americano and took the dogs to the dog park while Michael and Kenza went shopping. Very relaxing!
Later that day we all went to Javiers Mexican restaurant for dinner. Kenza had the black bean soup. The residual effect of the bean soup gave Kenza the giggles on the way home – because it’s funny when you’re 10. Although, Michael was worried Kenza was going to burn a hole in the carseat.
It was so funny, she had to pick her nose too. An obvious trait of good parenting.
This morning I opened the gift my sister Runner Amy sent me. It made me laugh. Hysterically. But it made my coffee taste better than ever.