Braedan and I spent the weekend in San Antonio and Cousin Ian, Aunt Amy and Uncle Mickey met us there to join in the Easter festivities. The fun began on Friday with a trip to the San Antonio Zoo. At the time we made our decision to spend that first day together at the zoo, I internally complimented our wise choice to make that our first visit, but that overconfidence in our decision-making quickly faded as we drove into the zoo grounds because the parking lot and entrance was, for lack of a better word, a zoo. Since it was Good Friday and schools were closed, every San Antonian decided spending the day there was a good idea. But despite the large crowd, we still enjoyed ourselves. Below Ian is checking out the bears, but Braedan spotted something else (not an animal) that caught his attention and tried to get Ian to take a look.
And what do you do after spending a long, hot, exhausting day at the zoo? You rest and gear up for some Mexican food and margaritas. We met for dinner at a well-known eatery, Henry's Puffy Taco, and Ian and Braedan kept the entertainment going there as well. Here they are hanging with Henry the Puffy Taco.
And I could never get Braedan to look straight ahead while taking the picture. He was too busy watching the puffy taco get away from him.
The next day we attended an Easter Egg Hunt hosted by the Jensen Family, and they did a wonderful job of putting everything together. Not only did they prepare the egg hunt but they made sure to have snacks, drinks and the Easter bunny himself on hand. During the hunt, Braedan really got the hang of searching for eggs as you can tell from the loot in his basket, and he also enjoyed visiting with the Easter bunny.
Easter Sunday proved to be just as fun as the rest of the weekend as Braedan spent the day visiting with more family and building up his egg hunting skills.
I stepped out to NIOSA (Night in Old San Antonio) with my sister, the second best date behind the hubby of course. She gladly joined me as we met up with some girlfriends, and I made sure to get a nice picture of us before we sunk our teeth into some good eats.
This is an anticucho, which are grilled beef tips with a spicy, tangy kick, and I don't know what makes it so good. Maybe that it's served on stick, because everything served on a stick at Fiesta is good (see my previous post about chicken on a stick). I know that's not true, but when eating it you acquire a new skill because you must attempt to eat it one handed while simultaneously juggling your cold beer in the other.
As the evening progressed and we began to see the floats colorfully light up, I thought Braedan would surely get excited, almost too excited to stay still but as each bright float passed us he just looked on in awe. It was fun to watch him take it all in, and I am grateful we had the opportunity to celebrate this family tradition again this year.
