(Christmas Day, 2008) Christmas day would turn out to be a long and busy day for us. My parents, along with Karen and Kyle, would join us for breakfast and to watch the kids opening presents. Karen came up with an idea to pull a prank on my Dad for when arrived at our house. Several weeks prior to Christmas, Dad had hit a deer on his way home from Lake Jackson, causing lots of damage to the front of his car, and presumably even greater damage to the deer. Dad felt bad about the deer after hitting hit, knowing that his car would be dealt a better fate than the deer, since his car could be repaired. Well Dad has had this plastic deer in his front yard for years that has definitely seen better days. It's got a big hole in it's hind end and is missing a leg and an antler. Karen thought it would be funny if I were to take it home, prop it up, and write a note from the deer saying "no hard feelings" and have it offering Dad a Bud Light. Well Karen's idea worked great! It was so funny! Dad thought it was funny as well and took pictures with it.
Well I digress. Prior to Christmas, Dad and taken Christian to Walmart to test out bikes, so Santa would know which bike he liked. He would ride around outside on a Tonka bike that looked very rugged. But Dad said there were more bikes inside to look at, and perhaps there would be one he would like better. Well Christian did find one he liked better; a bike designed with the Cars movie theme. Christian would ride the bike around the bike area several times when a Walmart associate would tell us that he can't ride a bike in the store, to which my Dad would quickly and cleverly respond "What do you mean he can't ride a bike here? He can. Don't you see him riding?" The associate didn't seem too amused and said he's not allowed. Well after this, Christian would tell everybody who asked him what he was getting for Christmas, "A bike with two wheels!" since all he had was a tricycle and a car with four wheels.
When he woke up on Christmas morning, he went straight to the bike and began riding it all over the house. Reagan would sit on the tricycle and try to peddle without much success. He would see that Santa ate his cookies and drank his soy milk, leaving a mess as he has for the last 40 years. Rhian would later read him the letter Santa left.
We would all enjoy an egg and pancake breakfast, and the rest of us would exchange gifts. We would head over to Rhian's parent's house at 2 PM for a nice Trinidadian lunch and exchange presents. Christian and Reagan would have their semi-annual meeting of their Godfather, Rhian's brother Jason. ;o) Deri, Phil, Adrian, Rhonda, and Khadija would be there as well.
We would then head to my parents at 6 PM for dinner and talk about our day, and how this Christmas was truly the Best Ever.
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