the slacker family and the festival of lights

Last night the Slackers returned home from our day out at work or school...and then got back in the car to drive around in the cold, rainy night. And what prompted us to do so? Well, we wanted to head to the Bull Run Festival of Lights, and since the days between now and Christmas are dwindling, we took it upon ourselves to hit them up mid-week.

The lights were pretty cool. They have a lot of lights that go over the road, like toy soilders shooting off cannons and gingerbread men doing cartwheels. They also had little themes going on, including The Twelve Days of Christmas. There was also a Wizard of Oz part, too. But, because my girls have never seen the Wizard of Oz, when they saw the Emerald City they immediately starting shouting things like "Princess!" "Cinderella!" and "Castle!"

As we got closer to the display, we all noticed that there was a witch flying around the top of the castle. Upon seeing the witch, E yelled,

"There's a witch at the castle. I'm going to spit and poop at it!"

And that, my friends, is why parenting is a tough job. Because trying to tell your kid that "We do not say that we are going to poop at someone" with a straight face is damn near impossible.