'Twas the night before Christmas...and we went Mexican.
So far, we haven't adopted many traditions from Lu's heritage. Thus, we've decided to dedicate our Christmas Eve dinners to the south of the border. This year? Tamales.
Making tamales is a lot of work, and as you can see, we were all very busy.
Luis tells me we need a traditional tamal* pot to make the best tamales, but we had to work with what we had. At one point in the night, Luis suggested we try microwaving the tamales, but Mexican mamas from generations past frowned down upon us and we quickly reverted to the stove.
After dinner came our Nativity.
We had our Mary...
Our Joseph...
and our Angel.
Next, came one of my childhood FaVoRiTe parts of Christmas Eve night - singing carols!
After painfully listening to Dad and Mom sing a few numbers...
...Raquel decided to give Mamacita a lesson.
Then it was off to bed! And though I do remember leaving out 3 cookies for Santa, something sneaky and underhanded must have occurred for this to have happened...
Looks like only 2 of us will be getting Christmas presents!
*Spanish lesson for today - when said in the singular, it is not tamalEEE it is simply tamal.
2 comments:
Fun! I really like the scary nutcracker swap! He he!
Was Luis trying to give Santa the nutcracker instead? I know how much Luis loves those little guys. Cameron took to calling our collection of little guys, "nuts."
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