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Last night we drove down to Edaville in Carver, MA. Every year they have a Christmas Festival of Lights during the months of November and December. We went a few times when I was a kid and it was always a lot of fun. I remember my mom saying that she didn't want to go unless there was snow on the ground, and we never went again after that. I assumed the lack of snow was the main reason why, but as it turns out, Edaville was shut down for many years.

Henry was completely enthralled by all of the lights. There's a train ride through a cranberry bog which features various Christmas scenes that are strung up along the route. Henry stood on my mom's lap for most of the ride, not taking his eyes away from the windows for a second.

It was odd going back 20 + years after the last time we were there. It's a vaguely surreal experience, almost like you're living a dream you had once upon a time. There was some discussion over what we remembered from that last visit compared with how it's set up today and I was surprised by how much we did remember. If you're in the area, you should definitely check it out.