When Ed and I were first married and contemplating future family life, I had grand visions of elaborate celebrations of the major Mexican holidays in our home. Traditions that would forever bind Ed's Mexican heritage to our children.
Here is what our El Dia de los Tres Reyes celebration looked like this year:
*I made yellow cupcakes with chocolate frosting instead of the traditional Rosca de Reyes.
*I hid a plastic cow from the boys' train set in one of the cupcakes instead of the requisite baby Jesus doll.
*I meant to give one of the boys the cupcake with the "hidden cow" but accidently gave it to myself. This means that I will have good luck for the next year and I am required to throw a feast on February 2nd (Dia de la Candalaria). I already have it all planned out....it will be called "nightly dinner" and I will cook "whatever is in the fridge."
*After school, the boys found leftover Christmas candy and a little bit of money inside their GAP leather boots (they are supposed to find candy and gifts in their shoes when they wake up).
*We read our new favorite Christmas book (ok, it's more of MY new favorite) as well as our beloved Tomie dePaulo favorites.
As they say in Mexico, ya mero (close enough).