Christmas Lights

Tonight after the obligatory Chinese-food-on-Christmas Eve, we decided to drive by a Christmas Light display a friend had told me about, since we were near that neighborhood. (Click on the link and watch a couple of the videos, they're cool). We thought the kids would enjoy it, being not only lots of lights but set to music also.

But the kids were in one of THOSE MOODS apparently, where nothing is good enough. We parked and tuned the radio to the correct frequency, and watched the lights for a while but Ben kept asking inane questions about Christmas lights, pretending not to understand the concept.

Becca was quiet and watched intently and bopped to the music so I thought at least she was appreciative. But then as we were driving away she started singing to herself one of her made-up songs -- "That was not beautiful/ That was not beautiful/ It was scary/ I want to go home...." The tune was remarkably close to Carol of the Bells.

To top it off as we arrived back in our own neighborhood and drove past a particularly garish display of lights and lawn ornaments, both kids plastered their faces to the window and were all, "WHOA! Look at THOSE lights! That's AWESOME!" Ben was doing it to be obnoxious I am sure, but maybe Becca really does like those lights better. Or maybe she is learning how to be obnoxious, too.

Come to think of it, she is definitely learning how to be obnoxious, too.