We had a great night last night.
It was simple and free and awesome, so I just want to share with you what we did, because if you live within an hour of Norwalk, CT, I highly recommend that you do it, too. And I don’t say this because I have anything to gain or because I was asked to.
I say it because the place is alive with the magic of Christmas, and this is the last year it’s going to be around.
There is a couple who goes beyond all out with the Christmas decorations here in Connecticut, and every year they turn their yard into Santa Setti’s Christmas Village.
We took the kids last night.
The pictures don’t really do it justice. But it’s like going to the North Pole.
Thousands and thousands and thousands of lights.
All these little houses that the kids can sit in. As you can see, Number 5 was beside herself with joy.
Lots of really cute photo opps.
Even Number 2 managed to crack a smile.
We were there for about 20 minutes. Nothing like experiencing the pure joy of Christmas through your kids’ eyes.
They won’t forget that place.
After we were done, the kids were hungry. I had gotten a gift card from someone, so we went to Boston Market on the way home.
The kids acted as if we were eating at a 5 star restaurant.
They were so excited.
And again, it was a night that I find myself feeling grateful for our financial situation, because my kids still have an appreciation for what other kids might take for granted.
They were so good. And so thankful.
For macaroni and cheese and cornbread.
We don’t go out to eat ever with all the kids mainly because of the money factor.
But also because you never know who’s going to have a meltdown, and usually by dinnertime I just don’t have the energy or patience to deal with that in a public setting.
But last night it wasn’t a factor.
Four kids were at one table, two were at another, and my husband and I were at a third.
An older gentleman who was there eating with his wife came up to my husband and me while we were eating.
“I just want to tell you that your children are all beautiful,”he said.
It was a very nice compliment. But not as nice as the next one.
“And they are all so well behaved,” he continued.
My husband thanked him. I told him to come back in ten minutes and see if he still felt the same way.
He would have said the same thing if he had.
It was just a night that all the stars were in alignment.
We bought a big chocolate chip cookie for the road for each kid, took the long way home, sang Christmas carols, and looked at Christmas decorations.
Nothing crazy, and not a particulary funny story.
But a really great memory, and I just wanted to share it, because there is still time for you to make one with your kids, too.