Yesterday afternoon it sunk in that it was cinco de mayo and our fridge was bare of anything remotely festive. My heart was a little broken, cause Mexican food sounded so good.
I posted on facebook, jokingly:
"The cinco de mayo fairy needs to bring me some good Mexican food."
I forgot about it.
We were in the car ready to go run some errands and I got a phone call:
"This is the cinco de mayo fairy, wanna come over for a party?"
I just cracked up, and then re-routed our plans for the night and stuffed ourselves with amazing food, watched littles beat a pinata, got egged with confetti stuffed eggs, and then watched the three amigos on a huge projector+screen in the back yard.
Talk about a blast!