Tuesday night was haircut night. . . mistakenly I thought for all the boys. . .but, only scheduled for Sam (apparently 6 weeks in between haircuts for the boys is a little too long these days). . .
So, after a quick shave and a haircut. . . (don't groan. . .that one was just dying to happen. . .)
We headed to dinner. . . deciding between the usual McD's. . .Burger King. . .Pizza Hut. . .Chik-fil-A. . . we decided to be daring and do something different. . .
Yep, a run for the border. . . Reminiscing about our dating days when the only Taco Bell around was in Washington. . . and we would drive like we were going to a foreign country. . . feeling wild and dangerous with our Mexican dinner. . .
ah, those were the days. . .
Jack, coincidentally, loves tacos (bliss), so he loved the idea.
Tacos it was. Luke, his usual self, turned his nose up at anything that was not a french fry. . .and happily played with his cars at the table. Driving them around, until they went plummeting under the table or across the floor.
We hung out for a while after dinner. . . and then the magic happened.
Not the MTv magic. . . Zeli magic . . .
With three napkins and one Lightning MacQueen, one Tia (aka Tita), and one Sally. . . we had an impromptu Dada magic show. Rivaling the skills of Chris Angel and David Blaine, Dada made Lukey's beloved friends disappear under those brown napkins. . .
Lukey's eyes wide. . . and a bit dismayed. . . he looked all over the floor, under tables, trying to locate his cars. . .
Only to clap, mouth wide with excitement, when they returned under the same napkin.
Pure delight. We laughed for a long time.
And Jack had his try at the great disappearing act. . . and apparently Lukey was not quite as convinced. . .
Wonderful, laughing, Zeli fun. . .