Happy 2010! Yawn.

You know, New Year's Eve just ain't what it used to be.

Remember when you would stay up late with a ton of other party goers just to watch the clock change to the magical time of 12:00? Those were in the BC days.

BC as in before children.

Nowadays our New Year's celebrations are a little more, well, subdued.

6:30 pm finds us toasting with our pizza:


And playing the game "Who can make themselves sick the fastest":


Then after that rolicking good time being had, we proceed home and amuse ourselves any way that seems, uh, amusing:


Promptly followed by little people falling unconscious in various locations in the family room (no doubt due to the vigorous pizza-eating):

Exhibit A:


Exhibit B:


Still, there are those who determinedly hold out for that clock to strike midnight:


But here's my favorite New Year's tradition of all:


And that will never be subdued!

PS We didn't really make it midnight. Daddy and Mama decided to make 11:25 the "new" New Year time. What's thirty-five minutes, anyway?

Happy New Year!