Squeaky shoes and sugar cookies..

Those are the makings for a fun holiday party. Atleast, in our neck of the woods. My friend Bree had a few of us over to have a party/playdate for the kidlets. These outings are always welcome on our end.

Stella was there...


Reese made an appearance.. but then had to go to school.



Addison attended, in all of her CHEESY glory.


Kapri came, of course.



AND.. we even had Ethan there. Yay for a little testosterone!!



The kids decorated (ate) sugar cookies..





They had a jumping party in the crib.. until they were stopped because the squeaking/creaking began getting louder and LOUDER. (Ethan wanted NO part of it.)




They gave us one amazing CHEESE for the camera.



Stella and Reese (Bree) gave the kids squeaker shoes. I'm not sure if thats the technical name or not.. but thats the best way to describe them. Shoes that squeak. Now, if you know Kapri, you know that she is RARELY walking. Its always a run/skip/jump kind of trot, to wherever she's headed at the moment. These shoes are a dream come true for her!! Squeak, squeak, SQUEAK!!!

At the end, when the kids were tired, the adults were worn out.. and the house was a mess.. we posed for one group picture. It was quite the success.. given the circumstances.



Thanks for hosting Bree!!

**A few days after the party, we were at Leatherby's, (the BEST ice cream shop in Utah)and Kapri was running to the front of the store (squeak, squeak, SQUEAK) and this lady looked her up and down.. turned to her husband (while I was standing directly behind her) and said "Ugh.. that is SOOOO annoying." Seriously? It took everything in me not to punch her in the back of the head. Is that wrong??