Any guesses on where we went last night?
Vaughn cried halfway there. Vance was whiny, tired, and at one point told us that his head was too heavy for his neck.
Not exactly the picture I had painted in my head.
When we got to the lights, spirits lifted, and we all enjoyed themselves.
(This little trip may just add fuel to Vance's fire. For weeks, he keeps telling me that, "We're not quite ready for Christmas yet. We need more stuff out." I believe these are the types of displays he has in mind.)