Shannon’s POV.
Yesterday and last night were the most fun I’ve had in years. We all danced, laughed, ate, drank and took a silly amount of selfies. My voice is hoarse after singing at the top of my lungs, The Pogues Fairytale Of New York.
We got the kids home by nine before the real party started. I was beat and so was Chase. We bathed the kids, got them ready for bed and settled into bed by ten thirty.
Chase and I were exhausted and fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillows. Now it’s Boxing day and we have our guests to deal with today.
Chance is late waking up this morning, but not the girls. Like clockwork, they woke up at five and had their bottles. We need to start weaning them soon. I will start it next month. I’m currently nursing a coffee, even though I’m not hungover.
