Saturday night we met up with friends at the Howell Residence for the Annual Winterhaven Trek. As usual, we had a huge feast of delicious food before we set out to see the Christmas lights. I'd like to wish a BAH HUMBUG! to Tucson Electric Power for pulling the plug (quite literally) on funding for the residents to put on such a great community event. Many of the houses weren't quite as decked out as they used to be. But we enjoyed ourselves nonetheless.
The kids were excited to put on their hats and mittens, but the temperature was fairly mild. We even worked up a little sweat. Unlike years passed, we could still feel all our fingers and toes and there was definitely no real "need" for hot cocoa at the end.
One of the first houses had real snow machines, much to everyone's delight.
Maddie and Hailey had recently returned from visiting family in Montana and they got to play in mountains of snow while they were there. But that didn't squash their excitement to catch "Tucson" snowflakes on their tongues.
The moon was also shining bright.
The 12 days of Christmas house...this one always makes me chuckle. Thanks, Winterhaven residents, for bringing a little holiday spirit to the desert!
Sunday we were invited to an afternoon get-together at our friend Sue's. The kids were enjoying hot chocolate by the pool (yeah...I know...that's just wrong!) when Santa appeared from around the corner.
He had gifts for all the kids. Apparently, despite recent behavior that might suggest otherwise, Knox managed to avoid the naughty list.
He was a little curious about the man in red, but definitely not scared.