Ouest has never been the type to ask for stuff. We can still walk through Walmart, browse the toy aisle, and leave empty-handed without a fuss. Same goes for the check-out lines at the grocery stores, littered with stuff designed to turn kids into slobbering messes. Ouest just organizes the candy eggs and walks away after we finish paying. So today when we were walking around town and she showed a genuine interest in a lucha libre mask Ali and I thought it was funny enough that we didn’t argue with her. She is now a heavyweight wrestler prowling the streets of PV.

Ali gave the mask the name of Pinky. Sounds tough right? Way back in the day we were in a bowling league where for one reason or another Ali’s nickname was Pinky. In the league there was one team that wore full lucha libre wrestling outfits, masks and all. Those guys used to flirt with her unabashedly under the guise of it all being part of their act. Ali says she wasn’t even thinking about this when she named Ouest’s mask Pinky. I have my doubts, but with a name like that Ouest sure wasn’t going to argue it.

After dinner we went and walked around the plaza for a bit before heading home. God do these two kids know how to draw attention to themselves. Ouest in a wrestling mask, and Lowe just wobbling around full of smiles and squeals. People just eat these two up down there.