Woody and I watched a movie. Inbetween, we took pictures of the girls while sleeping. I know, cheap fun.
And then I thought, what have I done on past New Years?
The "biggest" New Years I had was spent along the Champ Elysee in Paris. The French know how to really celebrate big.
The "lowest" was the Millenium. I remember watching some of the New Years celebrations, first in Australia, then Europe. The next thing my feverish body remembered was January 2. That's right - I slept more than 24 hours with the biggest flu in my life.
I can remember lots of celebrations large and small. I prefer the small.
Today we played games with the girls, had two kindergarten friends of Annika's join us for dinner and then gave our girls baths, followed by reading and bed. Really, really small NYE.
30 years ago this evening, my family celebrated "small" and oh so cold - it was negative 38 degrees on Lake Millac in Minnesota. We played games, including Hangman - the same game I play now with Annika - with our friends, the Kepps, at their cabin. We ate, bounced around like kids and wore two layers of clothes. I found a couple of photos to remember the cold and the game that is now in our family room here in warm Phoenix.
Happy New Years! 2009 predictions include unique challenges and delights for the Chungs.












