The night before Thanksgiving, we were super bored and had nothing to do. It had been very hot (like 84 degrees) and I was grumpier than the Grinch. I now know that my hormones had a role in my bad mood, but at the time I blamed it on the weather. So Curtis suggested we drive to College Station (home of the fightin' Texas Aggies) and go to Santa's Wonderland. Melanie/Big Mama had told me Jackson would love it and I was willing. The only drawback was my foul, horrible mood. We got in the car and I swear to you I didn't say a word for 20 minutes because I was pouting about it being summer on Thanksgiving Eve. Somehow Curtis made me laugh and jolted me out of my funk - or maybe it was the Chickfila sandwich - and I was able to enjoy the drive through the countryside. We arrived at Santa's Wonderland just after dark and got in the hayride that would take us through the light display. We made some great memories.
The wonder of Santa's Wonderland!
My babes sitting on top of hay bales and watching the lights.
This is for my Longhorn readers.
We remembered the Alamo.
An Aggie's favorite word.
God bless Texas.
The grand finale of the lights display was the resurrection of Christ.
We could not pass up the mechanical bull, y'all.
He wasn't dressed for this but the heart of a cowboy is underneath those Gap clothes.
A horrible picture but dear to me nonetheless.
Annabeth would not give me the satisfaction of looking at the camera.
Nope. Not even!
The petting zoo was my favorite thing. Normally we are too cheap to buy the food to feed the animals, but Curtis ponied up the cash it definitely enhanced the experience. This baby cow made my day. It reminded us of our dog, Beckham.
If you look closely you'll see that I am that mother who forgets to wipe her kid's mouth after he eats. The food was great, by the way. We ate next to a big screen where they were showing Christmas movies.
Dear Daddy, all I want for Christmas is an alpaca. Or is this a llama? All I know is that we were meant to be together.
On the way out I told Jackson I wanted to take a picture of him and he did this. So funny.
We took a picture with Cowboy Santa but of course it wasn't with my camera and you better believe we paid an arm and a leg for it. Once I got it home and into a frame, I declared it worth it. Big points for Mom.