Screw Dick Clark, or as we now have it, Ryan Seacrest. We are so schooling midnight by ringing in the new year at 5pm. This is how parents of young children kick it. Aunt A and Uncle Jeremy have been kind enough to swing open the doors to their rockin’ New Year’s Eve party early so my toddler, baby, husband and I can join in the fun and still make it home by the family-friendly hour of 8pm. They are even springing for pizza. Oh yes, be jealous–we will be dining on Pizza Hut tonight, and honestly, does it get any better? So bully on all those romantic New Year’s Eve kisses, my husband and I will be snuggling it up, snoozing away in our IKEA queen-sized bed at 12am while our children are sleeping soundly. That’s just the oh-so-cool way the Spidel family rolls on this epic night of the year.