Today is a good day. Wes is making enchiladas from scratch, and I’m sitting here watching him. Enchiladas were the first thing he cooked for me when we first started dating. I was housesitting for my sister and brother-in-law, and Wes came over that evening to keep me company, all the ingredients in his arms. Unfortunately, we couldn’t find my sister’s measuring spoons, so he had to guess on the amounts of the seasonings. He was super embarrassed when the enchiladas were sweet, not spicy, and ever since that night five years ago, he’s been trying to prove to me that he CAN make enchiladas. (He proved it the very next time he made them for me, but I’m not going to tell him this when the alternative is having delicious meals cooked for me every so often. That would just be stupid!)
My parents came up yesterday to visit with the girls. Ana was ready to go back to Texas with them and seemed very distraught when I told her that she had to stay with us. (My mother also seemed distraught. I have a feeling that Ana is going to team up with Gram and Nana on things like this every chance she gets!) My dad did our tax return while he was here. I really should learn to do this for myself… but he’s an accountant who spent his career working for the IRS. When you have that kind of help, why wouldn’t you take it, right? Anyway, we sent all of our paperwork off today. Last year, we built a fence for our backyard and replaced our garage door with our tax refund. In other words, we used the money to love on our house. This year, we’re planning to use the money to love on our girls. They’re growing up so fast, and while our inclination is to be miserly with every little cent that we get, we’re jumping out of our comfort zone and actually spending money to treat our children. (Gasp! I know! I’m shocked, too!) We won’t get these days back, and I know we’ll treasure the memories made together during this brief time in toddlerhood more than we’d treasure all the money in the world.
So, can you guess where we’re going?