For years, my sister and I have talked about having a fancy party with our kids on New Year’s Eve, but each year something happens–sickness, travel, or life–and the evening comes and goes just the same. This year, our three nieces came to stay with us the four days leading up to the New Year, making it the perfect finale to their visit and our crazy Christmas holiday. We all wore our best clothes, and I styled each of the girls’ hair as they wished with a dab of lip gloss and blush. We made the simplest finger foods and served them with bubbly drinks and party headbands and hats. Tim set up a photo booth and we danced our hearts out in the dining room until everyone was tired (about 30-40 minutes later–wink) and decided to sit near the fire instead. Good friends popped by with their toddler to join the fun and we dropped the ball and saluted the new year at 8:30 pm–with flutes and yelps and kisses. Welcome, 2015. xx
