cinco de mayo

friends (urban dictionary of all places)

people who are aware of how ridiculous (I took license and replaced the original word) you are and still manage to be seen in public with you. people who make you laugh till you pee your pants. people who cry for you when one of your special items disappear. when you don't have enough money to get a ice cream, they chip in. knows all of your internet passwords. who would never make you cry just to be mean. She doesn't have my internet passwords either but even if she did .... she wouldn't have time to do anything with them. She's a busy momma.

I do not celebrate Cinco de Mayo. I don't even eat at restaurants that serve Mexican food by choice. I'll go if we are meeting someone and that is their choice, but me? Not really. Bring on the seafood. So ... we celebrated by visiting with friends who were in town for a quick weekend. Friends who we see all too infrequently and who became dear to our hearts while we lived we shared time living in Alaska together. 

This little guy, and his big brother, spent the afternoon with us. He celebrated in his usual fashion. 100 miles an hour ... one thing after another. He is one busy, busy boy.

He also peels his own apples.

One little nibble at a time.

And empties my kitchen drawers (the ones he can reach but not see into) as fast as he can. 
That 100 mph thing again.
He's got that covered.