Happy New Year 2009!

Here are the kids trying to destroy our pinata. It is a traditional star with 7 points that symbolize the 7 mortal sins(I haven't counted or figured them all out yet). A Mexican mom at one of the kids' class Christmas parties explained this to me. As we smash the pinata to pieces, we are also resolving never to commit those sins. I had bought it for Christmas, but we never got to it. Saving it for New Year's Eve was great, because it gave us something to do besides watch movies. We had to count down to 2009 by my watch, because the only TV countdown shows were an hour behind us...we get the Colorado networks, but we are on central time. Even the local Mexican networks were off for some reason. When the second hand on my wristwatch finally reached 12, we celebrated with some Martinelli's (after a kiss from my hunk husband) and banging pots and pans on our front porch. It was raining, so we didn't run into the street.
I'm glad Grace was awake, because she was my Martinelli drinking, pot-banging partner. Nobody else really got into it, even though everyone stayed up for the new year(well, Sarah fell asleep like two minutes before). After all this excitement we headed to bed, lulled to sleep by the peaceful sound of fireworks exploding just outside our window(it continued for a few hours, too!). Happy New Year!