Plenty to ooh and aah over - the kids were quiet, Rosey piping up now and then with 'More?' when we went around a dark curve. It was a night to think good warm thoughts about my little family and squeeze Bear's hand now and again.
B remembered a house from last year where they go all out - reindeer and a sleigh on the roof, lights everywhere, Christmas music playing. We came 'round a corner and saw:
this jolly old elf. WHO IS BIGGER THAN A HOT AIR BALLOON.
See the building he's tied down to? It's a two-car* garage/workshop.
We goggled for a bit and then R whimpered (probably wondering if GIANT SANTA was going to come down and flatten the car with her in it 'HAVE YOU BEEN GOOOOOOD, LITTLE GIRL?? HAVE YOU??') and we left.
We swung out onto the highway and while the trees are too tall to catch another glimpse of Santa's lair, you could definately see a bright spot in the night sky where he lives. Kind of like a beacon to the gods of holiday lighting.
*Actually, they keep old fire trucks in there. So jets can probably see him as they whoosh by. HE'S THAT BIG.
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'HAVE YOU BEEN GOOOOOOD, LITTLE GIRL?? HAVE YOU??'made me laugh. What a frightening santa
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