So, it’s New Year’s Eve and my guess is that many of you have plans to go out and celebrate with friends and family.
We have our own New Year’s tradition.
Every New Year’s Eve, we rent two movies…one for the kids and one for Real Man and I.
We get subs from the local QuikChek (hate that spelling) and something for the kids for dinner and a lot of snacks.
We watch the kid movie together in the living room, snuggled on the couch, then the monkeys go to the basement to watch kids television shows while Real Man and I watch our movie.
Then we bring the kids back up, watch some more television together while snacking and chatting and at 11:55 we wake Monkey in the Middle (who tries valiantly to stay up but never makes it…Monkey Girl and Baby Monkey are usually still going strong)…and, to be honest, sometimes they have to wake me up, and we watch the ball drop.
Then we all hit the hay.
Is it flashy? No.
Is it exciting? To the monkeys, yes.
Yet, it is my favorite night of the year and my very favorite holiday tradition.
Seeing the old year out and the new year in as a family is exactly where I want to be.