Call it what you will--a resolution, a new focus or a basic desire--but after more than a sabbatical year I'm returning to this blogosphere. Yes, it's a new year. I'm back.
How did our l'il family celebrate the turning of the calendar you might ask? With hot cider, boggle, those noisy horn blowers that our 5YO son found oh-so-fascinating, some Fleetwood Mac mixed with They Might Be Giants on the playlist and DH's peppermint cheesecake. Nate was so excited about the New Year then surprised us at bedtime (8:30--we're mean parents...they're just both so worn out from the Holidays) when he started crying because he didn't want to say goodbye to 2010. "I really liked 2010," he sobbed. "I don't want to say goodbye!" So we reviewed our year month-by-month and said goodbye. We're ready for the adventures of 2011!
All was well in the morning when he jumped in bed to wish us a Happy New Year! Later, we went out to lunch to celebrate. Hah! Not too many places here in the ol' college town were open for lunch on NY day! Oops. We found one (after three other attempts, but one is all we needed, right?) and rang in the new year with portabello burgers. Then we hung shelves in the garage in 30 degrees. Organization...another resolution? How cliche!
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