Because we made it home today, means we were in Amarillo last night.
And if we were in Amarillo last night, that means we were at....
The Big Texan.
And thankfully, it was just as cheesetasticly awesome as last year (and the year before that).
We almost had a major mishap when Reed decided to play with the Texas flag toothpick that was stuck in a jalapeno.
Poor boy, raising him in Colorado he doesn't know about the "dangers" of jalapenos.
He now knows not to rub one of his eyes after touching anything that's even been near a jalapeno.
But as you can see by his chocolate syrup mustache, he was fine by dessert.
A photo op with the big rocking chair and we called it a (Big Texan) night.