New Year's

Ethan went to a dance on New Year's Eve, leaving the five of us at home. We watched a few movies, ate some junk food, and just hung out. Close to midnight we frantically looked for a New Year's countdown, couldn't find one, and missed midnight by a minute. The confetti cannons were still just as loud and messy and the cider was as sweet at 12:01.

So much confetti.

Days worth of confetti.

Confetti angels worth of confetti.

Never going to find it all, confetti. Two dollars per cannon, five cannons needed. Huge mess. Completely worth it.

Happy New Year.

Cheers.