A Mama, Papa and Theo Day on Lake Street

It's actually been nice making meals again and actually getting to use our fridge that we bought last spring.

That's until she gets sick of the kids favorites every few weeks. This time I made kaiserchmarren for the first time in ages.

Our old realtor and friend Connie was hosting an open house not too far from us. I see this house every time we pass it while on 35W and have always wanted to see inside.

These Healy houses are something else. I can't imagine maintaining all that ornate woodwork inside and out.

Theo tagged along and got a cookie to bat.

While all the details are amazing, it makes me appreciate our more simple home.

Wooh. Was worried she was going to say she wants to live in one of these crazy victorians.

The owners of this house really took care of it all these years, I hope they find someone that is also devoted.

To get Theo to come along with us we promised him paletas.

That's Mexican popsicles for those not in the know. We'd never been to La Michoacana Neveria in the Plaza Mexico. And for that matter never ventured into Plaza Mexico. Didn't realize we had a Mexican food hall this close.

We got stuck in a weird corner at first.

But then a table opened up.

Gosh there's so many taquerias, we'll never get to them all.

With the Mexican food hall/malls like this and all the stand alone shops. It's going to take us years.

Then we figured we'd get lunch while we were here.

We tried out Las Charolas, a sweet light sweet sit down restaurant, next to the main cafeteria.

The tacos Brooke and I got were just OK. But the torta and Theo's tacos were worth a return visit.

Then we biked back home.

When we got back Meadow and I worked on a baby gift for our friends Cayla and Amanda.

It's fun having the same hobbies.

I worked on putting in railings. I got the hardware mounted and then stained the handles.

A little taggie blanket, good job Meadow.

Meadow also made this cute Halloween wreath with one of the Warrior cats.

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