Last night was my favorite Christmas tradition. (My second favorite tradition of the season is attending our town's Christmas parade on the first Friday night of December.)
I don't even remember when we started doing this, probably when the boys were little bitty, because they've always loved looking at Christmas lights. We put on our pajama's, we load up in the suburban with the dogs, seats folded down, and we drive around to look at lights. While we're out we either stop at Starbucks or Chick Fil A for peppermint milkshakes.
This was us, last night.
These are the times when I wish we had a fifteen passenger van. Because it's never just the six of us. Last night, Drew's friend girl, Emma, came with us. Since the older three are teenagers, we made them go inside Starbucks to buy our drinks.
We made them pose this way so we could take their picture. This was before Emma made a giant mess and missed her mouth while taking a drink of her coffee.
We drove all around The Ville, and we went into Germantown, to look at big houses and magical lights. Out of all that we saw, this one was my favorite.
It kinda hurts your eyes to see it in person, but I really love all the blue lights. This was in the first neighborhood we drove through.
It was a fun night, and we laughed, and then argued. :/ Every year when we do this, I always feel as if we stay in the car just a tad bit too long, because the natives start getting restless. That is a very sad, but very true statement. #keepingitreal
Well. I have lots to cross off my list today, and I had best get started. Love to all and merry Christmas eve!
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