This past Saturday, we went to our region's AYSO opening ceremonies. We're especially excited this year because Claire's cousin Grace is on the team, and Bob is coaching again. They are called The Violet Incredibles. :D
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So, hey, I don't want to give the impression that my family usually flits hither and yon to racetracks and airports for breakfast, because we do not. Breakfast is usually sitting in the kitchen with a bowl of cereal.
But after the opening ceremonies we were all hungry, so we headed to the El Monte Airport (103 acres, 1 runway), which is a fun place to eat breakfast because you can watch the planes. The patio seating area is right next to the tarmac. (We didn't know about it, but my sister and brother-in-law told us.)
They serve yummy, homestyle Mexican food, where you feel cozy and happy and can hear your arteries slamming shut as you take the first bite, and you don't finish everything on your plate and you have to sit a spell before you leave, and you make a solemn promise to yourself that you will never eat again, because you'll always be full of pancakes, forever.
In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent his only Son into the world, so that we might live through him.