We hadn't been down to see the drive-through light display yet this year, so we loaded up the van on Tuesday night. You can park and go into a little house to visit Santa, so we thought we'd stop by to let the kids be frightened and ignored him.
Once June overcame the shock of the wooden snowman just inside the door (the horror), she climbed right on Santa's lap. After some prompting, she asked for dolls and books.
Not to be outdone, Henry also gave Santa a try. He didn't ask for anything and only would sit on his lap if Santa came to us. I think he just did it to get a candy cane.
It was very slow and early in the season, so Santa even wanted to get a shot with the sniffly baby. Who'd have thunk that after 6 Christmases, we'd finally get a shot of our kids with Santa? If I had known I would have dressed them in something a little nicer.
Outside Henry hammed it up.
Who is that mischievous elf?
The real highlight was the marshmallow pit. Henry was mad that we brought our own marshmallows instead of buying some at the concession stand. Do we need to have a talk with Dave Ramsey, Buster?
The lights were pretty awesome. Now we're trying to justify the hour drive to the light show on the other side of Greenville and possibly a drive through Winston-Salem on our trip to DC so we can see their spectacular light show.
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