We eat way too many chips, way too much guacamole and queso, and make way too much noise.

Well, the four youngest ones, at least.

After dinner we walk half a block to the fountain, where the kids always get wet even though we always tell them not to.  Something about fountains always draws kids like moths to a flame…

Tonight was no exception: great conversation at our table, lots of silliness and noise at the other table, and most of all, lots of gratitude for great friends and great times.