August 26

I thought it would be fun to eat at the Costco food court tonight, just like we did back when Abby and Logan and Isaac were young. (Those trips happened primarily during the pre-Brady days.)

So we did. I drove Abby and Brady over to the Livermore Costco this evening (because although I prefer for my tax dollars to stay in Pleasanton, Livermore was always our destination back then), we made our picks, and we sat down at one of those classic white tables. 

It was surprisingly busy for mid-week and someone who shall not be named was miffed to be there, but it was still a pleasant mini-shot of nostalgia for yours truly. 

So I'm grateful for that. And I'm grateful for yummy chicken bakes, too.