Just imagine a wooded forest filled with this sort of stuff and then hay rides, hot chocolate, roasted marshmallows, and a house to visit Santa.
It's the ultimate in Christmas lights.
Anyway...when we paid admission, we discovered that children under 5 were admitted free.
"Sam, you're free." I told the littlest one in our bunch.
"No," he yelled with an indignant tone, "I not 'free,' I'm FOUR!"
Oh....he was so offended that someone would suggest that he was "free."
The lady at the ticket counter got so tickled about he that she laughed loud and long. We're still laughing about it too.
The boy was free and four at the time. Don't bother explaining it to him though, he won't believe you.
1 comment:
*love* the new look...
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