I can't believe that I'm just now getting around to posting about New Years! We were so busy around the holidays! Laura came to visit and the kids renamed her "Snoopy" instead of Zippy. They love playing with her because she never tells them 'no' so they treat her like a human jungle gym. Infact, even when one of the nuggets would get upset, they ran to Snoopy for comfort instead of mommy or daddy.
We automatically fall into our typical New Years pattern when she gets here. I think she's only missed a few since we started spending it together right after college during a super crusty New Year in buttcrack Virginia. I can't believe that was almost 10 years ago! Once Brent entered the picture, we have never had a new year sans hot wings. It's tradition. Recently, it's evolved into wearing stupid outfits and doing funny stockings. I love it. Hopefully, the tradition will continue on until we are gray and liverspotty with tons of grown-up kids running around.
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