Wendy and I had a brilliant plan lined up for New Year’s Eve. My family would spend the night at her house with her family. We’d let the kids have a sleep over. Nobody would have to drive. Perfect.
We even decided that we’d let the kids stay up to watch the ball drop. Heck, they could stay up as late as they wanted to. Awesome!
At 9:00PM, we toasted our brilliance with champagne:
And the next morning, we toasted our stupidity with coffee:
Not recovering from being drunk, mind you. As Wendy says, “Kids are a buzzkill.” Neither of us drank very much.
I’m still recovering from whiny kids who refuse to go to sleep. Oh wait, this isn’t any different from most nights of 2012. Some things never change.
Happy New Year!