Well, New Year's Eve didn't come without pain. Didn't I say it was all downhill??
Was trapped in a car with my cranky mother for about 2 hours.
Belly fell down in the shower, resulting in quite a nose bleed and tears aplenty. DH got some ice and that stopped it, but not before Belly proclaimed the shower to be "bad" and told it that it will get one more chance to be nice. Afterward, he decided he wasn't getting back in there because the shower was trying to beat him up. I think he still has soap in his hair.
Later, as we were partying hard with our sparkling grape juice, Golden Boy thought it would be funny to dump confetti down everyone's pants. When we did it back to him he bucked like a bronco and smashed his face into a table. More tears. Many more tears.
However, right now the kids are falling asleep and all is well with the world. They're happy, so we're happy. Hope you're happy, too.