I remember the thrill of bundling up on cold December nights and loading up in the front-wheel sleighfor our parents to drive us around town and into the country to see Christmas lights. We always hoped we’d stumble upon the Griswold’s house, but even if we didn’t, there were plenty of “oohs” and “ahhs” as we found joy in the lights and displays.
When kids describe Christmas decorations, I never hear them use words like “tacky” or “gaudy”, unless they’re repeating an adult. More inflatables equals more fun in their minds.
What makes us lose our childish enthusiasm for excessive décor?
I suppose if you lived next to the Griswolds, you’d have something to complain about. But, we all remember their nasty “bah-humbug” neighbors. Do you want to be those people?
Go for a walk or take a drive and check out the Christmas lights. Let’s see if we can find delight and a little spirit to share this year.