Christmas Eve

*snow at my parents house*

Our tradition on Christmas Eve is to look at Christmas lights. We have our regular favorite spots to go. This year's freezing rain cut our ride a little short, but we still got to drive by my favorite house on Foster.



When I was younger, this house's light display was paired with the house next door, and included a horse drawn-carriage with two riders. They are no longer there, but the friendly waving snowman (he moves!) always says Christmas time to me.


*(My parent's pic, taken right after 15 inches of snow)*

Now we're snuggling up by the fire, getting ready for Santa to come tomorrow. Merry Christmas!