Seriously, though, it is hard to stand around and NOT drink while evryone around you is getting drunker and drunker and thinks they are funnier and funnier by the second. Friday night, I made us skip the after party (but we did attend the official reception) because I figured the kids'd wake up early. Well, Harry woke up at 3 AM! 3 AM! and did not go back to sleep, and Ben was SO PISSED that he missed out on the after party and only got like 4 hours of sleep anyway. So Saturday, we skipped the official program (duh, because we were at my mom's party) and just went to the after party. I have never stayed out until 2 am sober. (Note: Ben fell asleep -- or as some would say "passed out"-- on the way home).
We took the kids to campus on Sunday so we could pose with our favorite university founder Lydia Moss Bradley. And if our photo shoot goes badly tomorrow, you might just see the family picture on our Christmas cards. Bonus points for anyone who can caption it.
|Kid untied Ben's bow tie. Bow ties are a pain in the ass to retie|