Waiting in the DMV is always fun. Note Elijah's refusal to wear a mask (it is required in NV, but not in all states) and Sybil's useless usage. Being in the car with a driving teen whose level of driving self-confidence is overinflated, is a whole new level of fear.
We hosted David's work Christmas party, complete with a Mariachi band and a taco truck.
David outshining the professionals:
Nola=cousin time!
Sybil as Calvin's carriage horse (not didn't turn out well):
The results of Sybil stealing my phone:
Note the suspicious sleeping character in the background
Jamming:
The Nativity: spiritual chaos
Our first Christmas without Abuela Maria was hard; there was a void.
We visited her mausoleum on Christmas Day.
David kept with the spirit of Abuela by "secretly" slipping the kids $20 bills.
I flew into Nola twice since I had to come back to Vegas for work. From the plane I could see blue tarps dotting the roofs, leftovers from hurricane damage. Most of the abuleo's house is fixed, but it's still in shambles, full of memories, but vacant of the most important part: Los Abuelos.
This is Abuela's bedroom: the bed where she collapsed and took her last breath.
David and I slept in that bed the night before her funeral, something I thought would be creepy, but was actually warm and comfortable on many levels.
The kids are used to my lackluster gift-giving skills by now,
but the greater Garcia family makes up the difference.
An important tradition: climbing the Live Oak after church
Seeing extended family is also a huge bonus when traveling to Nola:
Celebration in the Oaks
3 momentous, spiritual events happened over Christmas break:
David ordained Elijah to the office of Priest,
Hector gave Claire her patriarchal blessing,
Iris went to the temple for the first time
On the road again:
Iris' first temple trip in the newly opened Mesa temple
It was Elijah's first time baptizing.
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