Waiting for the new year

2014 was pretty good for us, as you can probably imagine. Its first half didn't go according to plan, as I had planned to write but was dealing with a not so easy pregnancy that made it impossible. But then mr Olivier arrived, and well, the rest sort of fell into place.
We had planned on going for dinner at my friend's C but Olivier spent the day not feeling too well and needing a rather impressive number of total changes. So we are instead hanging out at grandma's and might not even stay awake for the stroke midnight. And it's perfect as is. Or, as Oli would say: areuuu