So my big goal last night was to actually stay awake to see midnight. We go to bed at about 9:30 every night because there’s pretty much nothing to do after that and well, we get up at the butt crack of dawn every day. Yes I just said butt crack of dawn on my blog. Because it’s my blog and I can.
Goal was accomplished by all adults in the house. We put Liv to bed around 7:30 after a good bath and a bit of cartoon crack. It’s actually kind of funny to watch her when we put on her new Veggie Tales movie because she’s just never had that kind of entertainment before. Seriously goes into a trance for about the first 20 minutes. After she was in bed we whipped out Settlers of Catan and got two games in before midnight. I made some appies and we munched and played and imbibed a little.
Last year there were fireworks for about 15 minutes after midnight hit. This year they started when it got dark and went on and off for the next 5 hours. At the strike of twelve we were sitting on our deck with a glass of sparkling wine watching fireworks set off by our neighbors. It felt nothing like being in Haiti. There were fireworks, and cheering from the neighborhood and the bell from the church down the road rang on and off for the next half hour. The moon was full and high and so bright and beautiful.
So far we’re 8 hours into things (Gah! is it really only 8 hours?!?!) and we haven’t lit anything on fire except for the stove which is cooking breakfast, so maybe that’s a good sign that things are starting off on a better foot this year.
Oh, and just for the record, whoever thought the idea of “ringing in the New Year” was a good one obviously didn’t have toddlers. And if they did, then they definitely had a nanny. Toddlers don’t care that you’ve broken your three year running record of not making it until midnight and that you’ve only gotten 5 hours of sleep. And then they want you to be awake because they are. So. Not. Fair.