Holiday adventures PART 2: Texas Hoedown

The coolest thing about Texas (sorry Cowboys) was seeing Little One meet Her great-grandparents. Even though She decided to bond with them by giving them flashbacks of their first child- who had really, really bad colic.
It's too bad GERD baby attacked with such force, but fortunately She picked worthy adversaries. These folks have parented and grandparented colicky babies already, so they were not phased. In fact, I was taking notes. The inconsolable crying gradually faded away over the course of our trip, and in fact we had a particularly triumphant evening on December 19th. Which just so happens to be my fabulous sister's birthday.
Because my sister rocks so awsomely, we could not possibly miss her birthday dinner just because it was in a fancy restaraunt and extended past Little One's hours of safety into GERDish time. So Little One put on her party dress, and we chanced it.
Little One cooed and gurgled and giggled at fellow diners. She entertained herself with the enrancing discovery of candlelight, drank a bottle, and passed out right as dinner arrived.
The place was LOUD but Little One didn't care. She was milk-drunk and partied out, so she was unperterbable the entire rest of the evening. Added bonus: She had so much fun She decided that TX is a nice country, after all, and mostly behaved the rest of the time we were there. Yipee-ye-haw to that, ya'll.
Some pictures...

Four generations

At my sister's birthday dinner- actually socializing with other adults

A few members of the TX fan club chapter

This is my cousin, who is by the way a actual rock star. I'd just like to point that out, because it makes the expression on his face all the more priceless. And possibly lucrative, if I decide to use it as blackmail material. Resting up for the next leg of the journey...