Moving into the new year

We're moving into the new year. Literally!

First things first, though. We had a great time bidding adieu to 2013 with our good friends Nolan, Finley, and Bergen (and their parents) on New Year's Eve. We feasted on pickle dip, mystery meat sloppy joes, pickle dip, chips, pickle dip, veggies, pickle dip, and fruit pizza. And pickle dip. The kids hurried through their meal (including the pickle dip) so they'd have plenty of time for a dip in the hot tub.

It was 0 (that's zero) degrees at 7:30pm when the hot tub dipping took place. Aside from the tub's fancy lights and jets, the next most thrilling part of the event was having a warm body but frozen hair! It was pretty silly. We look forward to taking another dip with our friends when the weather is a little warmer -- Miles can hardly wait to dip in the water, then go run through the snow and jump back in the hot tub. Little does he know that it stings. Kinda bad. Well, he does know that because we've told him, but it's certainly not going to stop him!

The little boys and girls lasted until about 10pm, which was a few hours later than the adults were hoping for...but hey, it was a fun night! Before they attempted to settle in for the night, we had our own countdown complete with a ball dropping on the computer. Some sparkling grape juice, loud noisemakers, and general giddiness made for a festive end to the night!

Based on this scene, you'd think the kids were up until 3am. Weston looks like he was partying at a frat house. Ruh roh.

I can't get that picture of Nolan and Miles to lay right on this blog thing.  Sorry.

Spending the evening with Rolloff's was a great break from the packing, packing, and more packing we've been doing at home. The house is full of piles of boxes and items that have yet to be put in boxes. We're feeling pretty ready, thanks in large part to Miles' mad packing skills (never mind that Weston follows right behind, unpacking most things from boxes that haven't yet been taped shut....ugh.).

We enjoyed our last family meal at home on Tuesday night. It included a mismatch of leftovers and plenty of inappropriate bodily noises and roaring laughter by the boys. So really, just another night at home!

The boys took their last bath together in their tub. Miles usually takes showers now but loves excuses to take a bath with Westy. It usually spells T.R.O.U.B.L.E., and this "last bath" was no exception.

They also had a slumber party on their floor last night. I promise Miles is in there! And I promise we uncovered him.... (Sorry, picture is flipped funny again)

Since all of our food and most dishes are packed up, we enjoyed supper out on the town on Thursday. Weston is our little salad shooter. This about sums up the night.

Friday is a big day! We close on our new home and begin the adventures of moving in. We will most definitely miss our home on Jadden Lane. Lots of good memories here....but lots of good memories to be had on Woodcrest Drive!