It started last night with these. I've been SO in the mood, lately, for the summer hamburgers and hot dogs (I'm not really a chicken-at-the-barbecue kind of girl-- I used to be in denial about the hot-dogs, but I've come to terms with it. Hi I'm Lillie and I'm a mystery-meat lover.) So in case you needed to know one more reason why I love Fresh and Easy, I've got two. Their hamburgers and their buns. The hamburgers just grilled up perfect for me, and the buns... FIT! I hate hate hate the too-big-buns (I'm talking bread, but I do hate having too-big-buns myself, so, boo to big buns all around... well not if you've got some-- hooray for your big buns, but it doesn't suit me well... breath... anyway). Not only do they fit the burger but they're a little dense and a little sweet, and when TOASTED, just super good. Remember to toast.
Or at least Sophia and Ross did while I snapped some blurry pictures through the netting. Which reminded me, ever since I got this fun, new camera, I don't do much getting-in-front-of-the-camera. And as much as I LIKE that these days, I know some day when my books are all printed up, I'll want to have been documented cheek to cheek with my kids too. I don't want them thinking I didn't play with them or something, or that Ross was some sort of single-father. So I had Ross take a few pictures:
And I quickly remembered why staying behind the camera was all in all a good thing. (Nice of both of us girls-- thanks Ross.)
Here we look a little better. Not much... between my roots, Sophia's mane, and Mila's Mr. T,... but better.
And I just still can't get over their trifecta of ocean-blue eyes. I love love love each pair. I'm feeling a little weak in the gene department. Ross seems to come out on top on most accounts. It's a good thing he's so cute.