On New Year’s Eve we took a big bucket of trucks and went to the beach to dig in the sand and watch the sun set. Afterwards, we went to the pier. When we got home, we banged pots and pans, watched the ball drop in Times Square at 9:00 and then went to sleep.
A link for Christmas:
Accepting the Holes We Can’t Fill With Gifts: “Our first Christmas…we made the colossal mistake of buying way too much because we thought it was all we had to offer. “