5 stars.

we had chicken tacos tonight thanks to the pollo asado from trader joe's. oh, and two kinds of beans - refried & black {again, thank you, trader joe's}.*

adam made some fresh guacamole. he lightly charred the corn tortillas {i love having a gas stove}. dinner was looking good & smelling scrumptious.

however, someone started squaking about how she didn't like beans. any kind of beans. and she didn't like tacos {really? since when?}. adam & i stress to the kids time and time again that neither one of us are short-order cooks...especially not on a night when i didn't walk through the front door until nearly 8 o'clock {yeah, we ate later than usual tonight}.

but, being the pushover wonderful father that he is, adam made the kids nachos. little individual nacho bites. i kind of wish now that i would have taken a picture because this blog post would be so much more meaningful, but...i didn't. bits of chicken were put into those 'scoop' style tortilla chips we all know & love. shredded cheddar was put on top and a dallop of sour cream went on each nacho {one child opted for guac}.

when adam served the kids, i heard aidan exclaim,

"ooh...nachos! how lovely, too...you did such a wonderful job with the presentation, dad. nice job!"

dinner was a hit.


*it's every man, woman & child for him or herself in our house tonight {poor frisco, he sleeps under the covers, too, but he doesn't need beans to assist in his stankiness...i'm just sayin'}.