Woo hoo! Happy New Year, everyone!
We spent the last evening of 2007 at our friends Michael and Charlotte's house with their kids William (5) and Victoria (3) and another family. We arrived at 5pm and planned to leave around 8 pm so as to not disrupt Rhiannon's bedtime too much. Well, THAT plan went out the window! We ended up staying until 11:40 pm because Rhiannon was having such a good time. But by the end she was so very tired and we changed her into her "Nev jammies" (pajamas that Nev gave her) for the drive home. Here she is ready to leave but sipping some [pretend] tea first:

Bentley had a really good time with lots of attention from the 2 boys. He got to sniff their cat, Choco, but was afraid of her so kept his distance. He did not like it when fireworks went off, though, and they seemed to do that every few minutes all evening. When this happened, he would run around barking and trying to act brave.

We enjoyed a superb traditional New Year's Eve feast prepared by Charlotte (middle of the photo below) of "pinnekjott" (salted and dried lamb ribs), homemade sausage, swede, potatoes, cabbage and more. Here are (clockwise from l): Rolf-Erik, Bentley, Charlotte, William, Victoria, Braage, Ragnhilde, Michael, Tryfan, Rhodri and Rhiannon.

After dinner, Rhiannon hung out with the big kids downstairs in the playroom. I peeked down there to find that she was busy eating candy while sitting on a rocking horse. I didn't even try to stop her, although we were not that thrilled about the candy. Oh well...special occasion and all that. She periodically came upstairs to try and get someone to go with her to find the kitty (who was hiding somewhere upstairs). The night just flew by and all of a sudden it was the 11 o'clock hour and we wanted to get home before midnight. That didn't really happen, but it was quite a drive home because we were surrounded by fireworks exploding.
Fireworks are legal here, so everyone (except us) seemed to have plenty to set off. We got to Asker at about 11:55pm. The view from the roundabout crossing left over the E18 freeway affords a fabulous view back to the downtown Oslo area and especially the Holmenkollen ski jump. As we drove through this, the entire skyline of Oslo was alive with exploding color, so we decided to not go straight home but instead to drive to a nearby overlook. I took this video, but of course it doesn't do the scene justice; the view north-east to Oslo from Asker along the fjord was simply amazing with thousands of fireworks going off simultaneously.
Once we got home, however, it was less fun. We found that our cozy little 'hood was filled with drunk, rude, firework-crazy Norwegians that we didn't recognize and who were lighting fireworks on the path from our parking spot to the house. Rhiannon had been asleep in the car but woke up because of the very loud and far-too-close explosions, which Rhodri and I had to dodge in order to get safely into the house. Bentley was of course barking his heart out in a vain effort to protect us! And poor little Tryfan didn't know what to think so his eyes were just as big as saucers and his fingers in his mouth for comfort! Eventually we all fell asleep but not until 1am or so. Anyway, it was a night to remember :-)