God even gave us an early Christmas present - the weather was GORGEOUS, so we only had to wear light jackets the entire day!
Anyway, the park, itself, was beautifully decorated. Lights, poinsettias and Christmas carols permeated every square inch of the property. When we went to see Santa, the "cottage" dedicated to his December living quarters was made to look like a cute little toy shop. Their Santa was super sweet, too. He was sure to wish all the children a Merry Christmas and went out of his way to hug each child and remind them to be mindful of their parents.
Vincent very excitedly ran in to tell Santa that he knew his real name was Saint Nicholas. John rolled his eyes, but I was quite proud that he was finally picking up on the finer points of the season.
Vince didn't understand why Santa asked what he wanted for Christmas (because I'm still not on board with "asking" Santa for presents), but he happily babbled on about how excited he was to see our Christmas tree and presents. For his part, St. Nick smiled and told Vincent what a good and handsome boy he was. So sweet!
For those of you unfamiliar, Hershey Park does a ride-through attraction every year. You drive your car through 2 miles of light-up displays that sometimes peek out from the wooded path you travel. It's truly an impressive sight to behold. If it weren't for the terribly crowded traffic, it would've been great.
I was so pleased to see so many Christian displays. They had the entire 12 Days of Christmas up (the biggest display of all that was likely at least a quarter of a mile long, itself), advent wreaths, and even two nativity scenes. It made me so happy to see Hershey wasn't afraid to be "politically incorrect."
Way to go, Hershey!