Coo-coo-roo-coo-coo

Thursday night and Caden was on the town. We again opted for the bustling metropolis of La Mesa, yet this time with a south of the border flair. We met friends for dinner at Marietta's and Caden had his first shot of Mezcal con gusano...with the worm. He screamed a bit, but took to it by the second shot. Actually, he slept the entire time. But it was his first Mexican fiesta, with the sweet smell of mole in the air and the sounds of Mariachi around us. In fact the mariachis had quite a soothing effect on him. I may have to learn a coo coo roo or two myself.