Eric had the grand idea of transforming our dining room into an airplane so we could "fly" to our destination. (Should I be concerned by how quickly he insisted on being the flight attendant, snapping up the pink scarf and prancing off to his post to take their tickets? [Was he always this keen on the glitter and glitz of a well-planned activity or have I rubbed off on him to an unhealthy degree?])
We had a Thai feast, complete with the Mussaman Curry that is a regular member of our dinner rotation (although Ethan begged me to please make it extra spicy for the special event) along with Coconut and Ginger Soup and Shrimp Pad Thai. There was a cloud of curry infused steam hovering over our kitchen as we grinned through tingling, burning lips, letting our wet eyes flow freely.