This year, the Hubby and I decided to stay home to bring in the new year. We didn't want to go to the trouble of trying to find a babysitter (probably an impossibility anyway), and I didn't want to tire myself out any more than I needed to after months of on-again, off-again illnesses doing the rounds of our little family.
And so on the stroke of midnight, the Hubby and I smooched for a while. We then snuck into the bedroom to kiss the Little Man and stare at him for a while. I looked at the Hubby and I know I had the same goofy grin on my face as he did.
We were in peace and bliss as the sounds of celebration erupted in the street.
Sometimes you miss out on things as parents, but often, you are enriched beyond imagination with the simplest of things.
Do you have a story to share where you gained by "missing out?"