On Friday we had a night BBQ full of carne asada at my Mother-in-laws. This worked out great since we can celebrate both of our mommies on two different days. Everyone pitched in and bought food to celebrate Rosa. My husband's grilling was a hit. It's always been somewhat of a secret that he really wants to start his own grilling "thing" and so when everyone applauded his skills--it gave him a confidence boost to do it again.
On Sunday, my husband made breakfast. His cooking skills are coming along. I did give him a few tips before he started that morning, but I tried not to meddle aside from that. Maybe I should have him do tonight's dinner as well (too bad he works late.) That afternoon, it was off to my Moms for an early dinner made by yours truly--Wingstop. I love wings. I love Wingstop so much that I craved them during pregnancy and cried when I couldn't get a batch. However, this time around something seemed off. I wasn't enjoying these exquisite chicken wings. Crazy.
In the midst of these celebrations, my sister in law gave birth to her and my brother in laws first child. A boy by the name if Joaquin Emiliano was welcomed during a special weekend. What a beautiful gift to receive on Mother's Day...yes?
