We had the rare treat of hanging out with one of our friends from my Houghton days. Dan was in town this week at a convention at the Gaylord Texan, so after picking up some scrumptious kolaches (one of the best discoveries I've made so far in Texas -- beats DD hands down in every way) for breakfast, we drove out to Grapevine to catch up with him before he flew home to PA.
|Little Miss M was just a newborn, and I was about five months pregnant with B|
Once Dan left to catch his shuttle to the airport, we perused around the hotel and convention center, because
On our way to the "Kung Fu Panda" snow tubing exhibition, I glanced down at what I had assumed to be the standard, crazy floral carpet that you often find in hotels. Instead, this is what I saw:
We peeked in at the snow-tubing and watched Po dancing to some rockin' music, but we didn't stay long because it was a frigid 10 degrees in there.
Which brings us to another one of the best things about Texas: Mexican food is so much better here, as is the variety of ethnic foods that are available.
The host greeted us and then said "Hola!" to Little B, who just happens to have a toy cell phone that says, "Hello? Hola!" So B cheerfully said, "Hola!" right back to him, which earned him major cuteness points with the staff.
Once we got back to our friends' house, N and I took turns dozing while B
While I helped Heather get dinner ready, N took B out to the backyard to play. When I went to peek at them a few minutes later, our sick, tuckered out little boy was fast asleep in the swing.
Here's to hoping that tonight will be a better night of rest, and that he's feeling much better tomorrow. We'd love your prayers, friends!