New Year's Eve was spent in Mandurah, a little up the road from the MIL's. We gathered with many other families for the fireworks display. This was the first time our kids had actually seen fireworks (I know, I am a bad parent)...the boys eagerly gathered on the estry's edge to watch but Martha stayed with Gran and Mummy. So lucky to see her little face; eyes wide with wonder, excitement and joy. I will always remember this NYE because of these moments.