As tradition would have it, we smashed our pumpkins on New Years Day. This is something Brent and I started doing way back when we were dating - about 14 years ago. It has been fun to watch the kids grow into the tradition too and look forward to it. They had a good time using their Lil' Slugger bats.
Jane hit one a few times too, but she preferred to pose for pictures instead.
On New's Years Eve we stayed home due to me still not feeling well from the flu. But we started a new tradition. Throughout the year last year I wrote down things that happened and the date. I wrote down big and little things. Things that would remind us of that happened. We read things such as "Peter lost his first tooth!", "Left for California", "Jane walked!" and "Justin earned Cubbie Bear!" Such a tearful and blessed time of remembering how the Lord moved in our lives over the past 12 months. I intend on keeping the tradition alive this year too.