Last night it didn't work. Apparently Continental had a little problem matching the number of seats on the plane with the number of paying customers out of Houston, so Guero's was closed by the time T was out. So we had to revert to Backup Plan B, Magnolia Cafe. T got her enchiladas, the rest of us had chips and queso, and we had a great time catching up on each others' lives. T's best friend works under the pink dome, so she had some good stories (Senator West in a purple velour jumpsuit, anyone? Oh, but he did.).
Saturday I got to hang out with the family whose kids I sometimes babysit for. Their older son had a concert for the end of his week at Longhorn Music Camp, so we got to hear their excellent performance. He's such a rock star - one of the only sixth graders at the camp to make the best band. Their performance was outstanding, much better than anything we ever did in high school. Here's a picture of the view from our seats during the "photo opportunity" the band director offered:
As you can see, we were much more entertained by the spectacle than we were concerned about getting the perfect scrapbook shot. This is what makes the family so great - and they really have become my family in Austin. I'm so thankful to get to be there to watch the kids grow up. We decamped to Amy's after that and then I got to see their super-cool new house. It's so much fun, to be in a place that is home, to be with people you love, and to know that the best is yet to come.