memories

We were driving home from the boy's first piano recital this evening (which was a great!), and on our way home, we drove through our old neighborhood. We began reminiscing about our years there. One of the kids favorite memories was our Christmas tradition of driving through the neighborhood with hot chocolate and listening to music and looking at all the Christmas lights.

Bonnie piped up from the back seat. "My favowite part was the decowations. You know, Momma, like the Decowation of Independance."

Well, there was a lot of red, white, and blue...