Yesterday in New Mexico at our hotel the boys decided to wake up at 4 am and didn’t go back to sleep, and by that I mean loud baby-yelling if we left their side for even a moment, sooo we all woke up, packed up our belongings, got the boys ready, went to 7 am Mass (which was awesome with a great homily about family, sexual morality, marriage, that made Katie and I feel wonderful in our vocations as husband and wife and parents), then visited Katie’s extended family to say good-bye one day earlier than expected. How dare the feast of the Holy Family supersede the feast of the Holy Innocents? Well, we celebrated them both at Mass and it was wonderful. 
So from Albuquerque to Austin we went yesterday, leaving at 10 am and arriving at 11 pm. The boys behaved great overall but also of course had several meltdowns as they must have been so bored and frustrated and tired sitting in their car seats for so long. The last stop was at the Burger King in Snyder, Texas, before making the last 300 miles trek down 183 in the dark. I prayed we wouldn’t hit any deer, and thanks be to God we didn’t: I saw two right next to the road by our car.
Our family held the boys, loved on them, played with them, and were just so welcoming and kind toward them that it touched me and Katie. The boys also were a hit at Mass with several old ladies, at the Subway restaurant at Cline’s Corners, New Mexico, and at several other places they made an appearance. Cute babies cannot be resisted!
Merry Christmas to y’all!
