I have never been one for heading out to big New Year's Eve parties. I think I can count on one hand the number of times I've actually been awake at midnight on New Year's Eve - most of them while I was in high school, raking in the big bucks by babysitting.
Last night we celebrated exactly how I wanted to. We went to our beloved neighbors' house for dinner and champagne. The kids tore around the back yard like the hooligans they are, and the adults had a chance to sit and chat and decompress after a hectic few weeks of holiday and travel. At 8:30, the adults toasted the new year with champagne, while the kids had sparkling grape juice.
I was at home by 9:00 and in bed by 10:00.
B and the girls stayed next door long enough to watch the ball fall in Times Square at 11:00. When they got home, Lily changed into her pajamas and climbed into bed "just to rest for a few minutes." Of course, she was out cold in a matter of seconds. Ella struggled to stay awake until midnight, falling asleep at 12:02.
Today is a quiet, lazy day here. I went for a New Year's run and then changed back into my pajamas. The girls are "cleaning" their room. I don't really care what they're up to as long as it's quiet. Campbell's noodling, and Elizabeth is sleeping. B is cooking up a big brunch.
All in all, it was a good end to an interesting year and a great start to a new one.
Happy New Year everyone. May 2009 be filled with good things for you and yours.