New Years Eve

We headed for home on December 30th, as Matt didn't want to head into any trouble and not make it back for class. Brianne and Tom were moving to Utah that day as well, so we decided to go the Utah route and help them. It was pretty convenient, then we didn't have to stay in a hotel either. We were also able to stop and see Jeff and his girlfriend along the way as they were heading from Utah to Moses. 

Quinn was a pretty lucky boy and got to stay with GraMimi and Poppy for another week and hang out with both his grandparents longer, and to see all the Hardy family that finally came into town. It was sad to leave him, especially since he woke up as we were taking the other kids to the car and was crying wanting to go. But we were able to convince him to stay, which might sound mean, and we felt bad, but plane tickets were already bought. It was weird not having him with us, but also much easier. Our car was packed too, so not sure where he would have fit. ;)

It was so fun to see where Brianne and Tom were making their new home and stay with them. I was also able to see my cousin Cherise, who had brought pizza over for everyone. She's so sweet and I was able to meet her twin girls that were already almost a year. The boys had fun playing with her son Mack, not to be mistaken for Malcolm's nickname. :)

We were planning on only staying over night, but Matt decided since the roads were so clear to stay another night and celebrate New Years Eve together. We made some appetizers, got a little party pack of blowers, leis and hats. We pretended it was already midnight and did a countdown with the kids and got them down still at a decent hour. Ha! It was great. 

 Jayni and Winston waiting for the "party" to begin. 

 Mason enjoying his lei.

 As well as Mack attack.

 Matt thoroughly impressed by our party decor. Haha!

 Cute boy, with a little pizza face. 

 Brianne is going to hate me. 

 Tom tooting his own horn.

 Brianne is really going to hate me. 

 Seesters! Can you see the resemblance at all? I was actually there. 

 So funny, Winston didn't know how to make the blower sound. He would just try making it with his mouth without actually blowing it. We were trying to teach him how to do it. 

 When he couldn't do it, he would put his head down and get a pouty face. I wish I would've gotten a better picture of it. 

 He finally was able to do it. Look at the joy on his face from figuring it out. 

 Happy New Years!