Back in the early 1990s, we started a tradition with Missy and her family: We get together sometime the weekend before Christmas and go to Brookfield Zoo to see the lights, and then return to our house for pizza, hot chocolate, and presents. Tonight we switched things up a bit and we ate first, then opened presents, then went to the zoo, then came back home for dessert. As we sat around waiting for the pizza, we reminisced about this tradition:
*There was the year Steve fell out of the wagon and hit his head on the pavement.
*There was the year we lost Drew. We all thought he was with someone else. While we were frantically searching for him, Drew was being given a behind-the-scenes tour of the zoo, tooling around in a golf cart with the security team, looking for us.
*There was the year the wind chills hit -20 and we decided it was just too cold to do the zoo. We wound up at FitzGerald's and caught a Dooley Brothers Christmas concert instead.
No matter what time of year it is, there's one thing I can always count on when Steve and Drew get together: the wrestling match that ends with Steve turning Drew updside down!
The cousins range in age from 10 to 22 now, but they still have loads of fun when they're all together, especially for our Christmas celebration.
We're at the zoo a lot, but there's no time that's as magical as the zoo at night when it's all lit up for Christmas, and the special characters come out to play. This year the Coca-Cola bear made an appearance:
Have I mentioned lately how much I love this time of year?
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