Wherein we party (kind of) like we used to

Long before Cole was even a twinkle in our eyes, Keith and I used to party. A lot. I worked nights at the newspaper, so when I'd get home around 10 p.m. we'd go out for food and drinks and stay out till at least 2 a.m. I used to live, literally, a hop and a skip from our favorite bar in New Paltz.  Nowadays we can't even keep our eyes open past 10 p.m., so when we got the Facebook invite for Peter's birthday party at a bar in Kingston that started at 9 p.m., we weren't sure we'd be able to make it. Luckily though, Grandma Carolyn came over and made it all possible. We had a nice dinner at home just the four of us and then we headed out while Gramma helped Cole complete his nightly routine. We bought some clothes at Kohl's (when else can we go clothes shopping???) and then we headed over to the Stockade Tavern. It was a total blast (and we only had a couple drinks each!). The only thing that posed a challenge was actually waiting on line for our drinks. We're so used to going out to restaurants where they also serve alcohol. We haven't been out to a bar just to drink since before Cole was conceived. The most fun part about the night was the U-Haul that Peter rented to house his photo "booth."  The Stockade is spacious, but it couldn't handle the ruckus that a photo booth would cause, so Peter came up with this brilliant idea to park the U-Haul on the street out front. He even paid a SUNY student to man it and guard the camera.

Click here to see the pics from the photo booth. Keith and I are on page 1, 5, 8 & 9. But you can certainly take a look at all of the other hilarious photos on the other pages too.

Peg and I in the bar

Peter in his photo booth