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Happy New Year!

Did everyone stay up until midnight? Want to know how lame we were? We celebrated with the East Coast and went to bed. I'm not even sure Mr. Mayer and I kissed each other. Pretty lame.
We stuck with tradition and went to Aunt Margaret's for New Year's. I was a little nervous this year. I was convinced that Shrek and Donkey were going to destroy her house. She lives in an amazing converted old school house out on some acreage. It is about 15 minutes outside of the town where Mr. Mayer grew up. His family has lived out there and owned it for eons. I love it out there. I always have. I like going. But...I was nervous this year. Shrek and Donkey aren't exactly house broken yet and Aunt Margaret has lots of antiques and beautiful bobbles around her house. However....Aunt Margaret and Liz baby proofed before we arrived. Thanks! You guys rock! And, the Dudes proved me wrong again. They were rock stars on the trip. A couple of tumbles down the stairs but everyone is good. The Diva had a wonderful time as always. She loves seeing the tractor and all the horses. And, even better~ our cousins Liz and Sarah gave the Diva a microphone for Christmas. The child is in pure Diva heaven. She has been putting on "shows" since she got it. Liz's husband Ryan taught her to put her hands up and shout "Thank You Ada! Superstar!" at the end of each "show." If these shows continue we are going to get the child some voice lessons. Eeek! This week she has been singing to her baby dolls upstairs. Oh! the microphone plays some music and has clapping and cheering on it. Just more to encourage her. They could not have found a better gift for her. I'm looking forward to next year. The Dudes will be a little bigger and be able to enjoy more of the "stuff" out there other than the pine cones!

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