Our New Year was "rung in" without too much pomp and circumstance, but we managed a small celebration. Grandma and Grandpa Furr and Aunt Katrina were visiting so they got to enjoy our traditional fondue with us!
Avery made her Grandpa very nervous with her fondue fork - I can't imagine why he was so worried about a two-year-old waving around a sharp double-pronged death stick...
We ended the evening early at around 9pm. That's how it goes when you have little kids, a newborn, and 8:30am church the next day. We still counted down, shouted "Happy New Year!" and popped our poppers.
Happy New Year!
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