A Little Bit of Festive

I didn't grow up in a faith that celebrated Mardis Gras or observe Lent, but I find it more intriguing the older I get. Add to that the fact that I'm a parent now, and look for any excuse to celebrate something and/or dress my kid up in some sort of humiliating festive garb. Suddenly there are beads, and pancakes, and purple tablecloths!

We had a busy day on Fat Tuesday, visiting friends and playing in the sun. But we (I) managed to pull together our own little feast. We even ate on our wedding china, which we never use (Note: New Year Resolution #138--to use wedding china--accomplished!). It was delicious, and a great farewell to dairy, which I'm giving up for Lent this year (more whining on that later).

The Monkey (whom I shall henceforth refer to as Bam-Bam, due to his disproportionate, super-human strength that allows him to move things 3 times his weight) loved his first taste of pancakes and bacon (who wouldn't?), and he protested vehemently when there was no more. That's my boy!