goot times..

This past weekend was the best.

The best because I spent it with my Family.

Friday nite we watched our ghost stories and ate bologna sandwiches and chips and salsa.

Saturday had us on the run at A Mountain in Tempe. Myself, "D", and Victorio hiked up that hill at full throttle. Lil Man is not even 2 years old..and there he was gunning it up the mountain, looking at momma like "hurry Moms..geez your old and slow..". We walked all the way to the top with a perfect view of the Pat Tillman run and the last 100 yards into the stadium. "D" carried our bundle of joy on his shoulders as I followed with my heart bumping outta my chest for fear of them falling. "D" is like a goat..sure-footed but fast. Me..I never watch where I walk and am always stumbling over things..so I was glad it was he who gripped our 33 lbs. Took in the beauty of the lay of the land and made or way back down. Took a stroll to Tempe Town Lake and its water park for the wee ones...Babeeboy had a blast. We must have played and splashed for like an hour..after I saw that we were all sporting big bad black arms..we hung back and jetted home.

good times..with my lil family fo sho!!