I have never really celebrated the New Year in my adult life in a way that was particularly, well, adult. OK, that's not entirely true, I've been engaged in some very adult things at the time the ball drops (the jokes pretty much write themselves there), but I've never gone out to a big party. At best it has been low-key stuff with family.
This year, I was commenting to Diana that we never really do anything like that, not in a way that was regretful, but more of an observation. Honestly, I don't have it in me to be up late and binge drink like I'm 24, and that wouldn't interest me anyway. I would like to do a night at Universal or Epcot one of these years and stay on the property, but I'm not sure if we can really make that happen with the little man.
In any case, we thought, why not invite our neighbors over? We've gotten to know three families on our street with kids of more or less similar ages, so why not? That's exactly what we did, and they all came over for drinks, a massive play date and lots of junk food. It was a lot of fun, and if that's what our normal is, I'm totally OK with it.
Only one other family made it to midnight, but seeing as how they live down the street, all still had the opportunity to watch the midnight fireworks at Magic Kingdom (they were awesome). I couldn't believe that Simon made it, but other kids tend to fuel his ability to stay up late. If we can just get him to stay up that late on the next cruise!