On Christmas morning, Mom is the first one up, followed by Aunt Sara and
Uncle Philip.
Uncle Elliott and Aunt Caroline are not far behind.
And Dad and I are next.
Uncle Elliott took this group picture.
And Santa took this one.
I got Sam Houston and Steve Austin action figures.
Sam Houston sort of tastes like cotton.
Aunt Caroline and Uncle Elliott jump, too.
Granddad and Grandmommy don't jump much anymore.
Mom and I are gingerbread men.
Granddad is trying to be artistic again.
Jesus and I are watched closely by our mothers.
We both have on white baby clothes and red socks.
Grandmommy likes the Johnson City lights.
And so do I.
On December 26, everyone but Aunt Sara went to the ranch.
The Pedernales river must be just about the prettiest river in the whole world.
Granddad tries to keep it that way.
Uncle Elliott and Grandmommy like to look at the water.
Uncle Elliott decided to take a swim on this cold winter day.
But he did not stay in very long.
Aunt
Caroline is smart. She stayed out of the water.
And
she said she knew something.
She told me a secret.
She
said Grandmommy was going to give me a piggy back ride.
Grandmommy let me feel the water of the Pedernales.
Here
are my Hendrix grandparents.
And
here are my Mom and Grandmommy.
Being
on the Pedernales is fun. But I am getting hungry.
Time
for a little picnic on the Pedernales.
And
then, another ride with Mom and Dad.
That
was fun.
What can I do next? Maybe I can go do all this Christmas stuff again tomorrow
with my dad's relatives.
But first, time for something completely different -- a shot of Uncle Philip and Aunt Sara in
Grandmommy's front yard on December 29, 2008.

Happy
New Year!