7 years, 10 months.
Last weekend as we spent the weekend in Alabama at Nonna and Papa’s house, you quickly learned how much you loved Nonna’s burritos. In fact, that’s all I remember you eating the whole time.
I guess it helps that Nonna’s mother was Mexican. You’re getting the real deal.
Her burritos even look Mexican. What’s funny is that when our family goes out to Mexican restaurants, you never order a burrito, so perhaps Nonna’s burritos are the most authentic burritos you’ve ever had.
You ate a lot this past weekend… thanks to Nonna’s burritos.