Any one want a Tortilla!!

The girls got a little taste of their heritage this last week.  While my Abuelita was visiting we decided to make tortillas.  Watching my girls make tortillas with my grandma took me back to some of my sweetest most cherished memories as a little girl.  I use to go to my grandmas almost every Friday after school and spend the weekend with her in Mexico( its was only about 20 min. from our house).  They had a big ranch with every animal that belonged on a ranch.  I would  work right beside her so proud and excited to be there.  I would have to help milk the goat and make cheese, feed the animals and sweep the dirt!  Yes, in Mexico they sweep their dirt!  A couple of times I even went to cock fights with my grandpa(that's another story).  I would swim in the irrigation canals and eat mango's in their hammocks all day! I loved it and never got board with going their.  It was another way of life, and I Loved it!  I wish my girls could experience those sweet memories on the ranch, but times have changed and its OK!  I look at them with their great grandma and the joy they feel with her and how they love her with them, and in a small way they are experiencing what I had, and that brings me a deep peace within my soul, and a realization that it wasn't all the fun I had their.  It was the great love of my Abuelita and Abuelo!