Last night we went over to Grannies house for the traditional Christensen dinner, tacos. It was great. I love tacos. There is just something about the way our family makes them that reminds me of my childhood. Of course, the green chili was great.
We all ate ourselves silly and then the boys went crazy. The adults were all in a taco coma, but they definitely had a different effect on the kiddos.
Waylon had guacamole all over his pants and then spilled a glass of water, so they were in the dryer. It was a really great time.
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