Monday was, of course, Cinco De Mayo. Our family celebrates this with Mexican food (yummy!) and pinatas (sorry, I don’t know how to put the tilde on) filled with candy. We also play Mexican music and just have a great time.

This year we had a friend and his daughter over to celebrate with us. After they left, we all played outside in the backyard while daddy enjoyed a cigar. Emmie (2yrs) came to him with a yellow piece of candy and asked him to open it, so he did. Then he asked her, “Does it taste like lemon?” She said, “Yes.” A few minutes later Emmie came back to Josh and pointed at his cigar and asked, “Does it taste like lemon?”  

Two days ago, seven years ago, Josh asked me to be his girlfriend. We had been friends for about 9 months. That Sunday morning, he came to my church with me and then came to my family’s house for the afternoon. He asked my dad if he could talk with him. I’m sure my dad knew what was up because he said, “Let’s take a drive.”

They were gone for over an hour, and when they came back my dad came in and asked my mom, “Deb, where’s my shotgun?”  I laughed, because that’s just my dad’s sort of humor. I knew things had gone well.  Josh came into the kitchen where I was washing dishes and officially asked me to be his girlfriend.  Of course I said yes =)