TRADITION!

Every Christmas we drive down to Spanish Fork and pay $5 to drive through a fun lights display.

This year I mentioned to Abe that maybe we could go to a lights display that is just as good, but a little closer to home. Geez, you'd think I'd tried to sell one of our children!
NO! It is tradition!
Abe is the Czar of Christmas tradition.

So we drove. We arranged the seating with the least likely possibility of Elinor getting car sick.



And it was really fun. The favorite part is each of the children get a turn to drive.
Bethany was first. She improved from last year, but she gets a little distracted-- by all the lights (go figure).











Then Cannon got a very brief turn. Not so interested in driving, but very interested in having his picture taken.














Elinor was next. She is only 6 so the expectation wasn't too high, but she did very well and took it very seriously.













She was like a crazy little old woman on the road.
















Faith got a turn, but she was more interested in snuggling with daddy while he drove.














What have we here?
First of all, it can't be proven that he was operating a moving vehicle! Secondly, if, in fact, he was operating a moving vehicle at the age of 10, surely his dad would be right next to him taking care of the gas and break pedals.

He did great.








But, I still had some concerns.














You can drive around as many times as you want and all normal seat belt rules do not apply. In fact, we let our people hang their bodies outside the car. All the girls are sitting in the window of the passenger seat.

I'm guess I'm grateful I live with the Christmas Czar. It makes for good memories.