Happy New Year v.10

I find it funny and fitting that a blurry photo best represents the frivolity of our New Year's celebration. This pic was snapped moments after two cans of silly string were emptied on Evan, while I was trying to duck and get out of the way. Bart laughing, trying to wipe silly string out of his eyelashes; the floor and tables and everything on them covered with confetti. Not great composition, but great laughter and memories.

Today finds us all sluggish and in denial that the holiday is coming to an end. Bart is sleeping, because his body woke him at 5am and wouldn't let him get any rest. I am still in my pajamas trying to come up with a good enough reason to not go downstairs and walk on the treadmill. Emma is watching an endless loop of mindless television like iCarly, after having been picked up this morning by her dad. We ditched her last night. 12 year old just can't hold their liquor like us adults can. I kid! She passed out on the guest bed last night and refused to be budged, so she slept over at her grandparent's house. Blame it on her irresponsible parents who insist on keeping her out at all hours of the night 3 times this week. And Evan is being, well, Evan. Playing video games and praying that I don't ask him to do anything strenuous like brush his teeth.

Monday is going to be a rough one.

Happy New Year, and welcome 2010!