You may recall from this earlier post that we (mostly the kids, with a little help from mom and dad) decorated the front lawn in a Candyland theme in hopes of winning our neighborhood’s first annual Christmas Decorating Contest. The kids helped with every aspect of the decorating. Judgement day came and went and … we heard nothing. After several days, we still heard nothing. I guess I didn’t expect them to contact everybody in the neighborhood with a note daying, “Sorry, you didn’t win!” but I thought maybe the winning yards would have had a sign or trophy or something posted in the front yard. Even a small sign posted at the entrance of the neighborhood’s entrance would have sufficed. Instead we were left with a weird sense of inconclusion. Who won?

Turns out, we did! Well, second place — but hey, that’s good enough for us! Apparently the award committee just now got around to handing out the prizes. Ours, which was hand delivered Sunday, was a $30 gift certificate to Inner Urban (a place I don’t really care for but, eh, free is free). Dad, Mason and I went out last night to celebrate — Mason’s treat.