Christmas in Houston

The day after Christmas we made the long trek to Houston (more accurately, The Woodlands, which is north enough of Houston to have its own name). We ate and ate and played Guitar Hero, which Colleen said I didn't like because it didn't teach science, and, in general, had a jolly good time.

We had to make one long shopping trip to the Galleria one day so Colleen could exchange some clothes and the kids could ice skate at the indoor ice rink. It was there, as we stumbled through the life sapping energy field of the Galleria, and as we walked past some strange lingerie store, that I snapped the Most Awesome and Crazy photo of Alex and his cousin Joseph (seconds later the store clerk chased us away).

Behold:

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[Marilyn]

That IS better than Guitar Hero...which was the big hit at my brother's house on our Christmas night.