Here's to loving starts of new seasons.
We had a quiet-ish night, waking Sons#1 and #2 for the Big Bang at midnight.
Sleep caught up with us finally, and the husband let me sleep to well after 10 this morning.
Everything has been cleared, the house is tidy and calm.
In a while, we're off to the in-laws' to wish them a healthy new year.
I have no resolutions to hold myself to, bar one: A very John Travolta-ish Ah ah ah ah, Staying Alive, Staying Alive.
And the fervent wish that this applies to all my loved ones too.