M was tired. M had to go home. I drank a cup of coffee right before I left to go over this house because I know we don't stay up this late. And I didn't drink enough to knock me out during the occasion like I would at a beep bash. So I'm lying back looking at these incredible fireworks and then she says put the chair away. It's time to go home. And I smile and kiss her and drive her home.

Next year she will sleep late the day before and have some coffee when we leave.