The Grinch

I have mixed feelings about Christmas lights disappearing.  Norah loves them.  Loves them!  Every time we get in the car she asks to go look at lights.  "Ooh, so pretty!"  Then she discovered an inflatable Grinch at Izzy's.  And every time we got in the car she asked to see "ights" and then "minch . . . minch, look minch, minch . . ."  We have sat outside 2 homes with car windows open and danced in the parking lot of a closed restaurant on Christmas night - all to be near the Grinch.  I am happy to say that the last inflatable Minch has been deflated tonight!  

Goodbye, until next year, dear Cheermonger.