One of our Christmas traditions is to take one evening to drive through various neighborhoods to see all of the decorations. The kids grab their favorite blankets, and we all pile into the van. When it’s really cold out, Karl opens the moon roof, cracks the windows (to simulate a sleigh ride), and turns the heater high on our feet. He cranks up the Christmas music and chauffeurs us around for 30-45 minutes. Some years, we’ve come home and enjoyed hot cocoa and/or tea. This year, however, it wasn’t cold enough.
One neighborhood in particular has a competition, so most of its houses are a bit over-the-top. Some home owners leave no bush uncovered, like this one:
Apparently, these home owners believe in a Santa from a warmer clime. I get a kick out of this house. For some reason, seeing the same decorations one night every year just hasn’t gotten old to me yet.
This next house has my favorite decorations. It’s one of the prettiest ones.
I wonder if this activity has a name. We usually just say, “Do you want to go look at lights?” But I think we need to give it a proper name. Maybe something like “The Annual Christmas Cruise.” Then Karl can ask, “Are you ready for our ANNUAL CHRISTMAS CRUISE?!” That sounds way more fun than Do-you-wanna-go-look-at-lights-there-are-only-a-few-days-til-Christmas Ride. I’m open to suggestions.