A few weeks ago James decided to declare a weekly routine he aptly named Taco Tuesday. He was excited about it, so I was excited about it.
It seemed to also coincide with the discovery of a miraculous new product brought to us by “Tortilla Land.” I’m told these ingenious raw tortillas that puff up into a golden envelope of love come from Costco. Nate eats them like buttered bed sheets.
So a week ago I come home and am greeted at the front door. Nate immediately declares, “Mama, it’s Taco Tuesday. AGAIN!”
I’m not sure if he was reeling from the anticipation of his favorite buttered bed linens or the fact that Tuesday happens more than once.
And a new tradition is born.
