If you know Asher, you know nothing makes him more excited than decorating. And one of his favorite decorating items is lights. Naturally, the kid loves Christmas. Between the Christmas lights, tinsel, sparkly ornaments, and garlands... really nothing is more perfect. He gets excited when he sees one Christmas tree. One string of lights. One wreath. One peppermint striped bow.
So imagine: Standing in the middle of a pitch black park. The street lights are purposefully out. The only lights are the stars and cell phones as hundreds of people flood the park and wait for the countdown. Asher doesn't know what is coming and is impatient, confused about why we are standing in the dark. Then from about a football field distance away you hear "5...4....3....2....1" and suddenly, the pitch blackness around you is gone, and this is happening, all at once, instead.
Thank you Mankato Kiwanis for making Asher's face do the thing it did tonight, and Grandma Jo for surprising him with such a fun idea. I don't think he has ever been so in awe, it was amazing to watch.
Hanging out waiting for the parade to start (the parade was ahead of the lights being turned on).
While Asher loved the lights, Sully was smitten with a huge tractor that appeared in the parade. We found it in the park, and he was baffled at why he couldn't go up in it, and asked for the rest of the night, "Grandpa? Tractor?", completely ignoring the lights and the music around him. Sounds about right.
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