A WINDY Christmas Day!

The camper is being rocked by high winds as I write tonight!

This afternoon my son in law and I came back over to the RV park and took down our gazebo.

 The winds have blown in additional allergens for Louis Dean as well as some cooler temperatures.

The day started well. After a quick cup of coffee we headed to Quadville.

The babies had just been fed so it was a good photo op moment!

With pictures out of the way we enjoyed our breakfast while the babies napped.

Then we ALL watched the Christmas Parades on TV........the quads all lined up in their pack and plays!

The program was interrupted several times with weather reports.

High winds, tornado warnings and watches and falling temperatures!

We visited with our Fort Worth family via Skype.

So fun to see everyone!

It was this time LAST YEAR that Amber and Mike announced at the Christmas Morning Gathering the news - they were expecting quadruplets!

It was so appropriate for them to be a part of the festivities today in showing off these four babies!

Amber had the camera on the quads and Mike was keeping their attention so they would look up!

Next year we'll all be together in Fort Worth and the babies will be 18 months old and going everywhere!

No worries. There will be lots of aunts and uncles, cousins and kin to help corral them!!

This evening the quads had a little play time before opening some gifts!

They have been in close quarters from the womb and still are!

You can see them gravitate to one another and hold hands or touch faces.

They all got stuffed animals from Mom and Dad.

Logan's is a 'Loga Bear!'

The books from Aunt Deanie were a big hit!

Harrison is already 'into' this book with its textures!

It was a good day. 

Amber and Mike were able to get out and take in a movie this afternoon while we watched the babies.

Louis Dean still doesn't feel well but he napped off and on.

I can't believe it is Christmas night. Time seems to be flying by these days.

We are tucked in our camper with blankets around our shoulders and a heating pad at our feet.

I turned the electric blanket on HIGH and intend to nestle down for the night very soon!

Lucy is asleep at my feet right here under the kitchen table.

It is snowing and seriously cold - as in the teens - back home.

It will get down to 33 degrees here.

Here is the special ornament Amber gave us today.

This has been a Christmas to remember and I am, indeed, a 

HAPPY CAMPER!!!

Merry Christmas From Texas!

This picture has been going around Facebook the last week or so.

I SO love it!! 

While it says 'Season's Greeting' I would like to say MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

Sunday Louis Dean and I had planned to visit Surfside, Texas and walk on the beach.

As it happened Sunday was a heavy rainy stormy kind of day.

So we are saving this for later this winter.

Walking on a beach in the winter has got to be one of my favorite things!

I remember taking Louis Dean to Galveston for his very first time in February one year.

We have been setting record HIGH temps for the last few days here in the Houston area.

A cold front is supposed to arrive tonight and I am looking forward to it!

The following is the story that goes with the picture:

The Night Before Christmas (Texas style)

T'was the night before Christmas, in Texas, you know.

Way out on the prairie, without any snow.

Asleep in their cabin, were Buddy and Sue,

A dreamin' of Christmas, like me and you.

Not stockings, but boots, at the foot of their bed,

For this was Texas, what more need be said,

When all of a sudden, from out of the still night,

There came such a ruckus, it gave me a fright.

And I saw 'cross the prairie, like a shot from a gun,

A loaded up buckboard, come on at a run,

The driver was "Geein" and "Hawin", with a will,

The horses (not reindeer) he drove with such skill.

"Come on there Buck, Poncho, & Prince, to the right,

There'll be plenty of travelin' for you all tonight."

The driver in Levi's and a shirt that was red,

Had a ten-gallon Stetson on top of his head.

As he stepped from the buckboard, he was really a sight,

With his beard and moustache, so curly and white.

As he burst in the cabin, the children awoke,

And were so astonished, that neither one spoke.

And he filled up their boots with such presents galore,

That neither could think of a single thing more.

When Buddy recovered the use of his jaws,

He asked in a whisper, "Are you really Santa Claus?

"Am I the real Santa? Well, what do you think?"

And he smiled as he gave a mysterious wink.

Then he leaped in his buckboard, and called back in his drawl,

"To all the children in Texas, Merry Christmas, You-all"