This year, I am going to try hard to honor and celebrate all the holidays, special days, seasons, and celebrations that come our way. I’ve noticed that the kids get a lot of meaning out of those kind of celebrations, and I’ve also noticed that some of our favorite memories are made when I just take a little extra effort to make these kind of days special.
I’m also going to try to document these days more than I have in the past. Sometimes it feels forced to try to remember to take photos in the moment, but I can’t say I’ve ever regretted taking the time to do it.
So, in that spirit, we had our first celebration of the year welcoming in 2016.
Kaila and Mike were wrapping up a one-night yurt and snowshoeing adventure:
So, the twins and I were left to our own devices for two days and one night. Some, or much, or this time involved me telling the twins to go back downstairs and finish cleaning their room while I ignored the maniacal laughter/screaming and listened to a book on Audible. (I listened to The Year of Yes by Shonda Rhimes, which was the author’s story of learning to say yes to new and scary experiences, as well as how to be more honest with others. It was funny and it inspired me to try my own “year of yes” in 2016. )
We started the day out with a trip to the local hipster cafe, where Emmie and Charlie promptly astounded the waitstaff with their abilities to inhale massive quantities of breakfast food.
I have no idea why they put stickers on the syrup, but I like it.
A little later we decided to grab some fireworks for our big night. This is where Charlie shows off his spectacular ability to grimace for the camera, as all good Reynolds men should. It also showcases why iPhone apps allow you to airbrush yourself now, but you know what? This is the year of yes, and I say yes to looking like me.
At home, we decorated and got ready to PARTY!!! That means I turned on Pandora and busted a few moves.
And then, when Kaila and Mike arrived home, it was time for the magical eating of the New Year’s brownies. We sang “Happy New Year to You”.
I’ve been using Walmart’s Grocery to Go service, and I ordered the numeral 1 candle, but it never made it into the grocery bags. So, we improvised!
We lit off the fireworks we bought earlier and poured ourselves a few delightful glasses of fizzy juice.
A little more male-grimacing for you. And I’m going to always try to stand at that angle for all pictures from now on, because I like it.
Finally, we tried really really hard to stay up until midnight. The girls binge watched Food Network shows and Charlie, Mike and I valiantly attempted to keep our eyes open. At about 11:45 pm, one of our faithful compatriots could go on no longer.
Finally, finally, finally, it was time for the ball to drop. The remaining four of us watched Times Square celebrate, we tooted our horns, and then we promptly jumped into bed. Well, Kaila repeated and almost tearfully asked why she had to go to bed, but after some verrrrrry patient and loving reminders, she went to bed, too.
So, here’s to a really excellent new year. I don’t have any major visions of changing everything about my life to perfect it this year, and maybe that’s a good thing. I’m feeling like things are on a great track already, and I’m truly excited to see what this “year of yes” holds for me and my family.
Happy New Year!