This past new years eve was pretty chillaxed. We spent the evening at Autumn and Doug's, eating food, and chatting it up with friends. I made some pretty rockin' jalapeno poppers that I was pretty proud of. We got Aaron to stop by our party with his date, Kim, who is a girl I used to dance with in high school. We rang in the new year at midnight, but by 12:15, we were already packed up and headed home. I don't know if we are just old farts now and are incapable of partying it up, or if we are just experiencing parental tiredness (in which case, I'm sure the tiredness will wear off just in time for the old fartness to set in...so are we going to be party poopers for life now?).
2011 was a good year, we found out we were having Sadie, I graduated from UVU, we traveled lots, we laughed a lot, we had Sadie, we found out what "tired" really feels like, but we found out what "love" and "joy" really feel like too. I'm sure 2012 will treat us just as well, if not better. Honestly, every year since Logan has come into my life has just gotten better and better. Oh dear, I love my little family so much it hurts a little.
Oh, and also...this is what Sadie did basically our whole party:
Even with 9 other kids running around screaming their guts out.
Even with all of us blowing our new years horns.
Even with everyone talking and laughing super loud.
She stayed asleep.
It's almost as if she has a parent that also falls asleep at various locations,
and could sleep through nuclear warfare.
(hint: I'm not talking about Logan)