Our New Years was pretty low key. Matt's parents were in town so they headed up to the hospital to spend time with Madi (Matt and I had gone earlier that day) and we headed down to the cul-de-sac for a neighborhood get together. A few of our neighbors looked very confused when they saw me. One neighbor told me I didn't even look pregnant and it was kind of funny when I told her I wasn't. We had a few chuckles at that and The kids played, adults gabbed and I even snagged a beer in the midst of my running home to pump sessions. The evening ended in us sitting outside around a fire pit watching the fireworks and roasting marshmellows. I didn't make it until 12 (I took Makaela home at 10:30 and decided I was too tired) but Matt came home right before midnight so we could watch the ball drop together.
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Never thought I would need a snow jacket and scarf in FL |
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Neighbors Tish and Ryan |
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Toasting marshmellows |
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The girls staying up way past their bedtimes. |
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