|I'm so proud of myself for finally figuring out how to take a picture of a Christmas tree like this!|
On "Christmas Eve, Eve", we looked at Christmas lights in a nearby neighborhood that is known for their beautiful and over-the-top lights.
|That sign you can't read in the picture says to tune into a radio station. The station plays music that the lights on this house flash to in sync.|
|Oh hello, Santa. He was passing out candy to all the cars that drove by his house.|
After the tour of lights, we had presents with my nephew because he was staying in Dallas with his Mom and Dad while me and my mom and flew to San Antonio to spend Christmas at my Grandma's with my aunt, cousin and great aunt. Here is the little Reesey Piecy opening some of his presents:
|For his birthday I got him a play kitchen, so I gave him some play fruit that you pretend slice with a knife. He was clearly excited about this gift.|
|A pop-up "Dash the Dino" tent.|
|His very first alarm clock that barks like a puppy to wake him up. Look at his little toddler feet in socks! I die.|
|And from my Grandma (his Great Grandma), an embroidered apron and chef hat to wear while playing with his kitchen. So cute!|
|A little vintage bargain blonde with my brother. Is Reese not his freaking TWIN!?|
|Hands down the best chalupas ever in the history of ever.|
|Margarita on the rocks with salt. The only way to go.|
We played the card game Canasta and I drank a dee-lish vodka, fruit juice and peppermint drink my aunt whipped up for me. Highly recommend throwing a candy cane in your drink.
We had some dessert too, which was a cake my grandma made that has apparently won red and white ribbons in county fairs. Would you like a piece?
Reese's mom text me this pic of him on Christmas Eve night after setting cookies and milk out for Santa:
We woke up Christmas morning and had coffee and toast from homemade bread:
|I don't think I have ever had homemade bread before. It was amazeballs.|
I'm saving all of my gifts for tomorrow's post, but here is a sneak peak of one of my favorites. Introducing Lindsey the cat:
|Meow. Ridiculous, yes. And I wouldn't have it any other way. Cats drink mimosas?|
After presents we had lunch cooked by my Grandma. On the menu was a Honey Baked Ham, scalloped potatoes, yellow squash from her garden and pea salad. It was yummy in my tummy.
Christmas night we watched The Help and drank hot chocolate.
The next day my cousin and I went shopping before a late lunch at Teka Molino, my favorite restaurant in the entire universe. I have dreams about these puffy tacos and if went to death row tomorrow for shanking a ho, this would be my last meal:
|You don't even know|