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Wednesday, January 01, 2014

The Days of Christmas

If you are a traditionalist you  know that there are 12 days of Christmas - yes just like the song. I'm a firm believer that if on the 26th you say "ok that's over" that you don't actually enjoy the season properly.

We are deeply immersed in the days and are doing our best to do the holiday fun things that we love before everyone has to head back to school and get back to real life. We went to Lake Lanier Magical Nights of Lights which is one of those things where you drive through the Christmas lights set up in vignettes while listening to music and then at the end there is a Christmas village with carnival for you to give them all of your money.
This included displays of Christmas trees - this one was my favorite. It has mirrors sticking out of it horizontally. I believe that in a packed holiday shop full of treats and magic and CHILDREN this is the best possible idea ever. Nothing could ever EVER go wrong with shards of glass sticking out from your Christmas tree - right?

We spent more of our time outside roasting marshmallows while the sounds of Wizards in Winter blasted loudly over the speakers.
Obviously, roasting marshmallows is awesome. Julia was very upset with us for burning the marshmallows and then even more upset that we suggest that she then eat them. So, she chose to have regular untoasted marshmallows.
There was however, a sweets shop that made her forgive us everything.

I have to confess, the red velvet cake fudge looked good. There were samples of it on the counter and they tasted like chocolate - PERFECT so we got a slice to share.

It was so vile. It tasted like we were eating hardened butter cream icing. This might be good for a taste but it was just, OMG no horrible. I don't even know what went wrong, unless they actually made it out of butter cream icing and are passing it off as fudge. THAT ISN'T FUDGE FOLKS.

Also, I am just going to leave this here. I don't even know.

Is this a gift meant to terrify?

Who needs an elf on the shelf when you have this thing?