As per our Sunday routine, after church we stop at “Gusteaus” (not really called that, but Tom gave that name to our local Mexican restaurant after watching Ratatouille). And ordering is a snap, since three of us always get the same thing: Sam has chips n’ salsa, Tom has chips n’ cheese, and Kate has a little bit of everything–usually some beans, rice, cheese, chips, and whatever Mom & Dad have ordered. Our waitress today seemed very amused when she brought our food and Kate exclaimed “tortillas!”
Here’s a pic of the family unit. Kate wasn’t looking so I got one of just her as well. Pardon the camera-phone quality.
And here is Daddy’s sweetheart by herself
