Saturdays in the park with Dad

Our absolute favorite days are the Saturdays we have the boys. This Saturday, Corey took them next door to Westdale Elementary, which has the best school playground I've ever seen. We did not have a climbing wall at Jena Elementary. Anyway, we have resolved to take the boys to parks every weekend, since there's not a lot of sun in our apartment, and their aunt Cydney accuses us of giving them cabin fever.If Landen gets a week of Super behaviors, he can pick the restaurant we go to on Saturday nights. We've made this deal twice, and both times he missed the stellar behavior performance, and Jake has gotten to pick the restaurant. The first Saturday it was "kibachi." This Saturday it was Mexican. Jake thinks hamburgers in Mexican restaurants are the best hamburgers (there is no accounting for taste) and Landen likes to dip his cheese quesadilla in every sauce-substance available to him. The Main Event of the Mexican restaurant is when Landen gets to eat his "Mexico dessert: sopapillas." He usually tries to order this before his food comes out. Landen loves sopapillas like Great Clare loves crab--with his entire soul. Once the little pastries are gone, the fun commences--and it never gets old to watch him make a sauce of the sugar/chocolate/cinnamon/honey/whipped cream with his fingers. It brings joy to his little heart.

And no, he doesn't eat the entire plate. He eats at most 3.