Fletcher made a card for Dallas for Father's Day. If you look very closely, you might be able to see the smeared spots where he chewed on it. Fletcher, not Dallas.
We started our day with our traditional breakfast at Juan in a Million, where Dallas once again had the "Don Juan" taco.
Fletcher satisfied himself with a single tortilla chip...
...and I kept it simple with two migas tacos. Migas, for the non-Texan blog readers, is a dish made of eggs, tortilla chips, onions, tomatoes, and chiles all scrambled together. Here you see it served with a delicate layer of orange cheese.
While his parents ate (and ate), Fletcher passed the time with a game of solitaire-bingo.After brunch, we enjoyed our backyard waterslide.
He also helped me make some chocolate chip/peanut butter brownies for his dad.
We dined at Trudy's and had the unbeatable combo of Mexican martinis and veggie fajitas.
That platter is what we Texans call a "child's portion". When the waiter brought it out, Fletcher said: "Whoa, whoa, whoa!".
He gave it a valiant effort.
After dinner we had brownies.
Can you tell that he liked them?
1 comment:
I trust your twelve pack of canned domestic beers was cropped out of the wading pool videos?
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