Crazy Christmas

Every other year, our Christmas celebration gets moved until after 28 December because the grandkids spend the 25th with their Mom. Most of the time it works out fine but kind of leaves you mixed up on days and dates. So the 25th, there were 4 of us for prime rib dinner.

 Steve and Helen picked up the kids at noon on the 28th and we spent the afternoon making Christmas cookies. Helen and granddaughter Morgan love to cook. That evening, we loaded up in Helen's car and headed to Windcrest…...a San Antonio suburb that has long held a reputation for community decorations at Christmas. They even have a website for it. There are all sorts of awards for different categories and they even put out a map to follow to see the best sites. I'm sure this yard must be visible from a satellite as it was so lit up.

You can barely see the house.

We saw one amazing site after another.

 This yard had a Blues Brothers theme.  Some yards are religious presentations while others are purely securlar.

The next morning, I got up and baked the breakfast casserole that I made the night before and we headed over to Steve and Helen's to open gifts. We all wait to open things until the kids get here.

Helen made waffles, we had breakfast casserole, and there were lots of cookies on the table too. The kids had already jumped ship here.

The kids hand out presents and we all wait and take our turn opening them.

Too bad I can't remember what Steve and Cameron found so funny.

Angus thinks tearing up the wrapping paper after the gifts are opened is great fun and he never eats it so he gets indulged.

Morgan got unicorn socks from her Grandpa as one of her smaller gifts.

Steve got a new motorcycle helmet and Angus was not at all sure he liked it. I missed catching a picture before Steve opened the visor to show him it was just him.

We grilled hamburgers for dinner back at our house and, later on, Steve, Helen, Cameron, and Morgan went downtown for a Laser light show on the cathedral. They caught a couple of good shots.

Then it was on to New Year's Eve. We had dinner at our house. Then, we had a fire in the firepit in the backyard for SMores and some cornhole games. The grandkids asked if they could spend the night as they knew Steve and Helen would not make it to midnight, lol.

Happy New Year from our house to yours! May it be your best year ever.