Big huge flakes of beautiful snow. I just know it was part of a wonderful birthday surprise that God sent to me on the eve of my birthday. We were on our way to to have dinner at Olive Garden to celebrate with the family.
I just can't believe that we had any snow falling this late in the season here in Houston. It was so pretty.
We (the younger 8 children and I) arrived and Dad and Pooker were already sitting. Pooker from school and Dad from a business trip. The place was almost empty, I suspect the weather had many people staying at home. I was in such a good mood. I didn't have to cook dinner and it was snowing.
We had finished a great day of homeschooling. Everyone felt joyful. We all love the salad and bread sticks that were to come. Yummy!!!
Bagel was is so cute in this picture. She is working on coloring while she waits for the treats ahead.
After dinner the fun began. The kiddos had a cake brought to me with singing. I was a tad embarrassed. The kids liked watching me squirm.
This was shot taken my Bear and he captured my joy of this delicious cake put in front of me. We all got a small piece and it was so good.
It really was a great time with my dear husband and wonderful children.
We laughed and talked and enjoyed being together as a family.

This was the perfect gift to any mother alive. Her family with her sharing and enjoying each other.

I feel so blessed.

On my birthday we all slept in and then enjoyed a light school day. Goobers and Bear and I went off for Catholic Coffee Club. Most of the teens showed up and it was a good class. Two dear friends brought me a treats to share, a cookie cake and big old chocolate cake. Those gifts we all enjoyed and brought the leftovers home to the children at home. So much fun! Thank you God for all the wonderful friends in my life. I am so blessed!
This year it didn't fit into our schedule. We tried to visit a Cafe DuMonde stand inside the Mall on Mardi Gras before leaving town. Unfortunately the Mall was closed. Something to do with the Holiday that was declared in New Orleans for the celebration of Mardi Gras. 
I woke up early on Saturday morning and mixed the batter. I started the oil and tried my best.
The smell woke up the children. They were eager to help. I admit that we made a huge mess but had a blast.
It did take us a while to learn how thick to press the mix. Too thin and they would not rise, too thick and they wouldn't cook.
To tell the truth I was very glad to have the helpers.
I think we all wanted the job we see Princess doing here. The powdered sugar is the best part.
Then it was hard to not eat them all before we woke the older helpers. Pooker, Goobers, and Bear eventually came to join us.
I know they don't look like the ones at the cafe but it was so worth it. I am very glad that we didn't make it to the official stand this year. We were able to make a mess and laugh as a family instead.

The convention center is huge. The areas are sectioned off making huge rows for the parade to come and go in and out of the tables. The decorations are festive and the music is loud. There is dancing and eating. You must be in a formal floor length gown, a tuxedo or a float costume to be allowed inside.
The Orpheus Krewe is a newer one on the scene from what I have been told. 




It is a feeling that you just can not describe. Watching this huge float roll past while screaming for beads and trinkets to be thrown your way.

Something tells me that the crowds were thinner that night than last year. It was just above freezing around midnight. That is very rare in New Orleans so J found that there were less kids standing around than last year. Either way it was a fun night and we brought home a few bags of beads for our own children to play with.




These were some very proud fans.
I don't know what I will see when I visit this city but I do love the food and the people. To all my friends from the area I thank you for sharing your city with me.
Then I moved to Houston and began to meet more and more people that referred to Mardi Gras activities as being very family friendly. I now had very traditional Catholic friends that spoke of Mardi Gras with love in their hearts and not disgust for the drunkenness. This was hard for me to digest.




I think that Nanny and Gramps had a fun time. It is amazing how silly and yet how much fun it is to scream up and beg for beads. It gives you a feeling of childhood all over again. It also becomes so addicting. These beads are cheap. The people standing the corners are not poor. Yet we stand for hours yelling up asking for a trinket.
One of my favorite things to see are the trees all colorful with the beads all over them.
Again J and I had so much fun. Don't be surprised if you head to a Mardi Gras parade next year in New Orleans and you catch me standing there screaming for another strand of beads. I can't explain it but I know you will enjoy it if you just give it a try.