We had one big disappointment, though. When we got to the gift shop halfway through the lights display, we realized that they had swapped out the concessions group. No more bonfire. No more marshmallows on big skewers. We were all sad, but Biscuit took it harder than the rest of us.
"Aw, Mom," Biscuit said. "We shouldn't have even COME to this place!"
"Dude!" I said. "It's not THAT sad."
It was a little sad, though.
Last year, we got marshmallows to roast, and it was a lot of fun. But I didn't anticipate how messy they would be. Biscuit's face and hands were covered in sticky. And the only bathrooms were porta-potties ... with no sinks. We had no water in the car. No wipes. No nothing.
Finally, I remembered that we had a first aid kit. I opened it to see if there was anything in there that could help. I hate to admit it, but I used an alcohol swab to get the sticky off of Biscuit's hands.
So this year, I was prepared. I had a whole stack of wet wipes, just waiting to tackle the marshmallowy goodness.
We had to settle for hot chocolate and a cinnamon sugar pretzel that we all shared.
I tend to take pictures of the same displays every year. If I think it's pretty one year, I guess I'm still going to think it's pretty the following year. They add some new things each year, and it's always fun to see my old favorites.
Here are some pictures from this year (and remember that it is very hard to get nice pictures at night):
|This is what happens when Jeff starts |
driving again before I'm done taking pictures!
|Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!|