Growing up, one of the Christmas tradtions was to ride around town on Christmas Eve to look at the lights. I used to wish that my dad put up more lights. Now I know why he didn't. It's kind of a pain. I completely understand now. Next year, I vow to do better in the Christmas light department.There is something magical about all the twinkly lights. I just need to remember that when it's time to hang the lights on the house.
Last night I tagged along with Wes and the young men and young women in our ward to Oakland. The Oakland temple has a lot of lights on their grounds, not to mention the spectacular view of the entire Bay area.



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