Since kids New Years has lost its luster.

I mean midnight seems ridiculously late.

I hate feeling crappy the next day.

BUT

This year was different.

We had a fabulous New Years.

We had a dinner party.

We did a mock New Years celebration at 9 for the kiddos.

They were in bed by 9:30.

We played asshole (remember from high school).

We partied till the New Year!

BEST PART

It was with my siblings and spouses.

Whom I adore.

AND

The next day we all watched hours of Parenthood - together - in our jammies - hungover - while the cousins kept each other totally occupied.