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New Year's 2019

It is becoming a trend that the Strouts are the last people we see as the year comes to a close and the first people we interact with as the new year begins. This year brought all of us to Mad Mex, our favorite, local Mexican restaurant. The children really seemed to enjoy it, even if they were being a little bit silly.



I honestly have no idea where they get this from.



Once we got home they were happy to play games and got a little more serious when it was time to take pictures. I'm not sure what is up with Zoe's face in these shots, but I think she's angling for her modeling career to kick off in 2019.



We still had the little, glittery crowns from last year, which is always a festive addition. Orly also decided to channel the energy from the stones to help ensure that the new year would be full of positivity, or something like that.



It was also decided that Zoe would officially belong to both families from this day forward. I'm not sure who made that determination, but it was most likely Zoe, seen here looking away from the camera at her old family.



We rang in the new year, but it is so much work to party so hard in one night that everyone fell asleep on the couch. At least Orly was still facing towards the television, as if she were only resting her eyes.



Hopefully everyone else had a happy and safe New Year, too. You can take a look at Flickr to find even more pictures of the night.

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