I finally decided to get real this past New Years Eve. Normally, having turned down all invitations to late night dinners because the kids need to go to bed early, we would put the girls to bed at 8 and then watch some movie and comment on how lame we are on New Years Eve. Then we go to bed at 10 and wake up to loud fireworks at midnight. Then we spend January 1st grumpy and tired with well-rested, bouncy children all around us. Again, so lame.
This time we dragged mattresses into our room (the darkest room in the house) and let the girls stay up till midnight watching old movies like White Christmas and the Little Colonel. Then they slept in till 10 AM! Which is the PERFECT way to welcome in the New Year!
Best New Years Eve. Ever.
It is now tradition!