Tuesday, December 23, 2008

The Ghost of Christmas Past

Last Friday we decided to venture out to the Trail of Lights. This was the first visit for Ian and I was SO excited. For those who aren't familiar, the trail of lights is a 1.25 mile trail of elaborate Christmas displays (41 displays to be exact). Along the trail there is food, entertainment, and crafts. Good stuff.
When we decided to hit the trail, it made me reminisce of Christmas when I was a child. I remember how my parents and our family friends would pile into our van, drive around neighborhoods near and far, oohing and aahing over the intricate Christmas decorations. Good times.

Anyway, after properly overdosing on the nostalgia of Christmases past, Dan and I prepped the diaper bag, grabbed the stroller, along with a few emergency snacks, and made our way towards the park.

Note to self: The fantasy world and the real world are two totally different places.

See in the fantasy world, the trail of lights is a magical place for kids and adults alike. There are Christmas carols playing in the background, children giddy with laughter, parents with their hands interlaced looking lovingly towards each other as well as their child(ren), all the while absorbing the magic that is Christmas.

In the real world however, it's a bunch of overtired kids hopped up on sugar that are up way past their bedtime. They are surrounded by exhausted parents that just got off of work, and had to sit in a ridiculous amount of traffic, and instead of Christmas carols, there is the occasional parental outburst of "HEY, STOP BEING A BRAT!"

Well count us among the tired parents out with a kid up way past his bedtime, but I think we still managed to have a good time. I introduced Ian to wonder that is funnel cakes (which is even more proof that God exists and love us), and we even managed to take a couple of blurry, out of focus pics. I figured out rather early on that we weren't going to have spectacular pictures. There are thousands of people out there, and if you pause for too long, you're bound to be run down by several thousand strollers. Not worth it.

Either way, I hope you enjoy the blurry pics!

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