It’s never been so fun to drive through a neighborhood as it is this year. My son looks at the lights and he gets so excited. It doesn’t matter if they are white lights or colored lights. It doesn’t matter if they have form or if they are just strung from the garage roof. He sees them as a present. The other night, while we were driving home, he told me that he was going to ask Santa Clause for lights on his house. It made me smile. I think Santa is going shopping for Christmas lights this year.