{Startin' the Year Out Right!}

Because our cousins Mikey and Mckenzie were orphaned for (another) holiday, we decided to celebrate New Year's Mikey's way... and I'm oh, so glad we did.

It stared off with every one's left over Christmas treats and chili and those amazing sourdough scones I love so much.

Then the power went out.

So we bundled up and braved the bone chilling below zero temperatures and went out to ring in the New Year on (approximately) eastern time. The kid's don't know any different anyway.

(Remember this was all Mikey's idea.)

From what I understand this process involves dried up Christmas trees and a generous amount of gasoline.

Let's add a billion kids banging pots and pans with spoons, shall we?

And what do ya get?

A HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Afterwards, I heard one of my girls say to Nana (neither one of them will own up to it now), "How come everytime we celebrate something it ends in a giant fire?"

Thankfully the power came back on right as Adam came back with his generator.

So we shook our groove things playing Just Dance until we couldn't shake them no more.

I have never laughed so hard as I did seeing Todd, Adam, my daddy and Mikey play that game.

Never.

Ever.

Ever.