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Duluth December Weekend: Boubville Ain't Bentleyville, But Why Not Go to Both

 
This year we decided to check out Daniel's avant garde Christmas light display: Boubville

We've seen the set up but never in action.

Get a crowd and it takes on a totally different vibe. Plus I don't think we've ever seen all the lights and displays on at the same time.

There was even a ball pit with hidden prizes.

A few of the other kids activities for the first night were canceled due to frigid temps.


The winter beach was magical.

A great use of the boob lights. 



My favorite display was the interactive light display.


Meadow even donated some art.


The Ghosts of Dinners past was super rad. Like a manger scene where the people disappeared.

Loved the burn barrels to stay warm.

They were very necessary on this night. 

Hey I recognize that doll with the pink tights. 



This was one of the displays we'd seen in the past.



In Blake and Daniel's garage some local teenage bands were rocking out.



Not a bad first night of Boubville. 

While Brooke worked at the Super 8 the kids and I killed some time shopping in Lincoln Park.



Theo wanted to beat up the giant grizzly at Frost River.

After a few more stores we decided to go up the hill to the Pizza Ranch Fun Zone.

Pizza buffet and an arcade? The kids must have been pumped. 

Besides the time we lost after we lost our arcade card in a game, we had a blast. The games are super affordable.

So serious when he plays games. 



And when you get done you can get more food from the buffet!

We explored the mall and Theo had to escort Meadow out when she couldn't get enough of Hot Topic.

After I was done with work we parked at Blake's house and walked down to Bentleyville. I thought that being a Friday night it would have been packed. I guess it was too cold for most people. 

I think we've been to too many Bentleyville's at this point. The kids didn't seem too excited.


They try to add some new things every year, like this swing photo op. 



The updated fire pits were tad bit smokey.



Then we walked all the way back up the hill to Blake's.

Theo can't handle the hills of Duluth.

The next night of Boubville was more lively.

From what I hear Saturday was even more packed.


Theo and I shared a turkey leg smoked by Daniel's dad.




The vibes were even better tonight.

The Ghosts of Christmas Dinner also included a Bundt mold. 


Theo and Meadow lived in the ball pit all night.

The birthing canal is a recurring display.

Hey Blake's zines were even available in the gift shop.

I thought I might as well get a drone shot for Daniel so he can get some big grants next year.


The DJ took a break from the B.I.A. Spacebox when I stopped by.


The kids hid in the house and played on my iPad while we enjoyed some music.





And cabaret.

The dancing elf was my favorite. 





Until next time Boubville.

The next morning as we headed back to Minneapolis we had to stop at our favorite buffet. At $20 a person now we almost backed out. 

When we were inline a regular paid for all our meals! Holy cow. And they don't make you wear gloves anymore! I'm back on the Black Bear buffet bandwagon.

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