A Night for Lights

We took our grandson Bailey to see Christmas lights last night. There's a big display nearby at Life University (a chiropractic college, but we overlook that) and in addition to riding through to see the gigantic Christmas light displays, you can take the kiddies for train rides, pony rides, toasting marshmallows and feeding the pet goats (all for an additional fee, of course). Bailey enjoyed it all and was impressed by the light displays, though the goat he fed was actually a "pig," gobbling down the entire cup of food in one swallow -- paper cup and all. He especially liked one that featured a couple of bears tossing a ball back and forth (he likes anything involving balls) and another of a toy soldier firing off a cannon (the cannon ball flies through the air and causes an "explosion" when it lands). I thought the most impressive display was the sea serpent which is in a lake. We timed our visit just right, arriving early. By the time we left, the line of cars was bumper to bumper and snaking its way through the light show. Halfway home, Bailey asked: "Are the lights far away?" "Yes," I replied, "the lights are far away." "Is my house far away?" "Yes, your house is far away." Bailey: "I want my mommmmmieee!" Oops, wrong answer!