The tradition of which I write is “Christmas lighting.” Every Christmas Eve, we would jump in the car, just after dusk, and drive around town checking out all of the wonderful Christmas light displays.
When I got older and Cindy and I were married, we carried this tradition into our new family as well. We did add a trip to McDonalds or Wendy’s to the tradition. Every year, we would go through the drive through and get some finger food (usually chicken nuggets) and eat in the car as we drove around town, “oohing” and “aahing” at all of the wonderful holiday displays.
When we got home, we would read the Christmas story from the Gospel of St. Luke and then it was time for bed.
This may not seem like a big deal to some, who are used to big fancy affairs on Christmas Eve, but I have many fond memories which revolve around our “Christmas Lighting” trips.