The weather was beautiful. Family fellowship and festivities were chaotic, happy and wonderful. By 6:30 p.m. the kids were exhausted. A giggling, got-too-man-fabulous-presents, ate-too-much-ice-cream, reeling and wandering around in a dreamlike trance, collapsing in bed and snoring within 1.45 seconds sort of exhausted. I think it was a success.
I just have to come to grips with the fact that I now have a 2 year old and a 4 year old in the house.