Tacky

It's becoming something of a tradition for me and Billy, and the hooligans, to go and see the Tacky Light Tour near where we live. We don't have a lot of lights at our place, but both of us love looking at the lights, and so do the kids.

Well, if you'd been in the car you might not believe the kids actually like it...for the screaming. But I promise, they just don't like the car, or their seats, or their coats, or maybe they just don't like that their parents are driving them around in the car in their seats in their coats all at the same time. Sorry kids...but you'll thank us one day.

Did I just say that? ;)

Seriously, thought I don't think they have anything against Christmas lights...Merrick loves them. They just may be a bit young to appreciate the car ride that's necessary to enjoy the tackiness.

I got in a few photos of some of the most done-up houses. The first one was done in a beach theme...with everything from Santa in a Hawaiian shirt to lobsters and a sunshine. And several others are just covered from the shingles to mailbox in lights and inflatables. Some houses' lights were even synced with Christmas music, flashing on and off with the different carols.

About halfway through the trip, I ended up in the backseat. Tirzah was screaming for a bottle and Merrick was screaming so he wouldn't be outdone by his little sister. But once I got in the backseat things settled down a little bit. I'll take being a little cramped in between two carseats any day if it means riding in peace and quiet. ;)
Maybe one day we'll put up our own tacky lights, so that we can enjoy them from our own yard. No carseats, coats, cars, or screaming, required. ;)