Seeing the Christmas lights and decorations are still mostly a big hit with the kids.
Irina's favorite day is Sunday, which is church and family day.
Every Sunday she incessantly asks what we are doing. Darin and I will often look
at each other and shrug our shoulders. We are introverted home bodies so her
eagerness and expectations can sometimes be a challenge. The boys have
quickly embraced her need for an exciting plan.
One Sunday, we went to a fancy hotel in town to see their huge
homemade ginger bread house. It's made with pounds of candy
and is quite impressive. The Christmas tree in the hotel is so pretty! (seen below)
We walked several blocks to a nearby outdoor light display.
Our walk through the city reminded us of our walks in Ukraine.
It was a lovely evening (not too cold) and the lights were beautiful. However, after surprising Luke with a Toby Mac concert I have realized surprises carry a whole new meaning. We told the kids our outing was a "surprise." (Mostly because we were winging it.) As a result, our 25 minute drive downtown was spent imagining all the wonderful plans we had waiting for them. If we had just told them what we were doing, they would have been delighted. Unfortunately, unmet expectations spoiled their fun.
Silly expectations!
SO, last week when we went on our annual "Tacky Light Tour" I told them
upfront what we were doing. No more surprises! We all had a great time!
"Please take my picture, Mommy."
We have a few more Christmas traditions I'm hoping we can squeeze in before January. We'll see!
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