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Friday Family History: New Year's Eve Memories

New Year's Eve memories from my childhood did not include Times Square, noise makers, or midnight kisses.  They did include Scrabble games, popcorn, and getting to stay up late.

Perhaps most exciting of all to us kids, Dad would borrow audio-visual equipment from the school, and our TV-free home would be the venue for a yearly movie marathon.  We laughed along to films such as "The Gods Must Be Crazy" and "The Pink Panther." After two or three movies, the clock struck midnight, and the party ended. 

My own children's memories of New Year's Eve include games, movies, snacks, and staying up late.  They also include memories of me falling asleep during the movies, and John waking me up at about 11:55 every year.  New Year's Eve for me now means a sleepy countdown, "Happy New Year!", a kiss from John, then the party is over.

How do you ring in the New Year?
Thanks for the memories of 2012 and the anticipation of 2013.


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  1. As a child, I was in bed waaaaay before midnight....as an adult...I am in bed waaaaay before midnight. LOL....just not a party person.

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  2. My memories are very similar - board games with family friends and visiting. It was delightful.

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  3. I remember the ball dropping in Times Square on New Year's Eve and having soda/snacks up to that time. Now we try to watch the ball but generally go to bed around 10 or so!

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  4. Before we moved to the farm, we would have a New Years party for friends in our neighborhood. Since everyone had small children, we would celebrate with a different country who hit midnight earlier , which meant our countdown would be at about 9:00 our time. We would have food from that country, noisemakers, confetti balloons, the whole bit. We even had a ball drop from our vaulted ceiling. The best part: everyone was home and in bed by 11:00. Being out at the farm, it just isn't as feasible.
    Enjoy your evening!

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  5. Those are the BEST memories -- family time! My best memories as a child were spending New Year's Eve with my grandparents, and me and my MawMaw "trying" to stay up until midnight. My PawPaw would be snoring away in his favorite recliner, but he always woke up happy to hugs and snuggles!

    Happy New Year!
    Carol

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