Our Trip down Memory Lane

We decided to take my parent to eat at our traditional Friday night Mexican food restaurant. To Taylor's horror we crammed eight of us into my parent's Grand Marquis. Trent pointed out that their car was built for 6 and that our car was actually built for 8. I was giddy with excitement because it brought back such happy memories of my beloved valley. We had to pose for this picture the next day since we didn't take a picture that night. This is what the back seat looked like. Imagine 3 more in the front and you will get the picture. Also, envision them much more grumpy.

Apparently, Trevor likes to be in pictures. I guess you can tell which one of our children does not.

The chips and pour your own salsa was a big hit. I think my mother may have taken her own bottle as a souvenir of the experience.I guess you can see why I think she may have done that. She did take her 2nd one home in a to go cup.