Winding thru Winter: New Year's Eve

Our baby night owl (to which he replies, "whoo, whoo") made it to the end of the countdown last night. My husband interrupted our bedtime stories for the ball drop, and from our window, we could see the fireworks downtown through the bare trees. Bitty's first words of 2014 were, "I can have more fireworks?"

After the excitement, and a discussion with my little pyromaniac about the smoke from the rockets, the owl snuggled back into his reading nest and went to sleep easily.

My husband suggested that perhaps Little Bit partying with us all night was not a parenting "win." The bulk of our Facebook friends were posting that their excited kids were dropping well before midnight. However, in response, I provide proof that our son does sleep: 

And hogs the bed

Happy 2014!