On our way home this evening as it was just getting dark, Peanut and Pumpkin were "oooh-ing" and "aah-ing" over all of the light displays. As we have done the past few times we have been driving past dark, I took a few extra turns to see some more of those beautiful lights. I loved them when I was little; they always seemed huge, bright, magical, and just awesome. Even when we pass the same house over and over, Peanut will yell, "There's one mommy! Look!" as though it is the first time she has seen it.
We pulled into the driveway, it was truly dark by this time, and we had a classical station playing on the radio. A hauntingly beautiful Christmas carol came on, and rather than get out of the car, we just sat. Peanut asked to stay and listen, and the three of us quietly enjoyed the music and night. A few cars passed and made shadows of the trees on the house next to ours. It was a magical moment; one that makes you remember what it feels like to be a child and experience things so completely and for the very first time. A wonderful way to spend a few moments with my babies.