On an uncharacteristically spontaneous whim last night Mike wanted to take the kids to see the lights.
I was sitting on the back of the trolley looking through the funny glasses that made all the lights look like Santa, snuggling Ryan or holding hands with my man behind the kids heads, laughing at the sights and sounds, Screaming merry Christmas to the tourists, Just being in this moment where we were all relaxed and enjoying each other.
Other than the dead camera battery I would almost declare this the perfect evening...the kind I hope the kids will have memories of and maybe even tell their kids about one day.
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