A good day...

Today was a good day. Mom and I took the kids to the mall, where Marlena ran around like a fiend in the Petri Dish and Oliver practiced his standing. We were there originally to find Croc's and petti pants, but failed to leave with either.
After the mall we went to Las Delicias for real Mexican food.
Mmmm.... chicken flautas in guacamole.... mmmm.
After our food arrived, Oliver began looking from dish to dish, and person to person. He was watching us eat with a great deal of interest, and began to get his little sad face when he realized there was no plate for him. Poor guy! He really wants to eat!

I took pity on him and gingerly smeared a tiny bit of guacamole on my finger and offered it to him. He sucked it right off my finger, happy as could be, and began to scoot towards the bowl. I gave him a few more tastes, but really not much, as guacamole is a little too complicated to be a first food. (The recipe they use there if fairly simple, it is not the three-alarm chipotle pepper madness I make, but more of an avacado whip.) He loved it, and was much happier sharing in the feast than he had been watching it.

After lunch we returned home for a lazy day of snuggling and reading before dinner. Then I left Marlena with my parents and took Oliver to the Village Inn of my youth to meet Coni for coffee. She and I haven't had the chance to sit and talk for a long time, so visiting with her refreshed my soul. Coni is one of my Angels, and has been as long as I have known her. Having the chance to talk with her for hours was an amazing gift. I feel more at home, and more relaxed, than I have in a long, long time.

Home is beginning to work it's magic.