This new years eve we had some neighbors over for a small party. The kids all came in their pj's and watched movies and the adults played games and cards (my favorite card game golf). We all have little kids and we all knew that we would all be back in our homes when the clock actually stuck midnight.
One of the kids kept running to the kitchen to look at the clock to see if it was midnight yet, he must have looked at least 7 or 8 times. So we decided to kick off of the New Year a bit early. We reset the clock and called all the kids into the kitchen and began the countdown to "midnight". They shook their noisemakers and we all yelled "Happy New Year". Amelia buried her head into my waist, with tears in her eyes. Poor girl, she really hates loud noises, she must have very good/sensitive hearing.
It was a nice relaxing way to spend New Years Eve, time with some friends and their kids. Everyone was back to their own homes around 10:00. We put the girls to bed and climbed into bed ourselves. We watched the ball drop on TV and I asked Brian if we were lame... in bed half asleep at midnight. He said no, he wouldn't want to be at a bar or anything. I agreed and told him there was no other place I would rather be than cuddled up with him.
Happy New Year.