The Block Party we Crashed in style

In my previous post, I mentioned my attempt on Thursday to enjoy one last calm and peaceful day before school got out for the summer.    Well, Friday came and by 1:30pm everybody was ready to

 P-A-R-T-Y!

Sam and Abby both spent the afternoon at birthday parties for friends, and at 7:30 that evening we headed over to my sisters neck of the woods for a "School's Out" celebration like no other!  

Jewel lives in a pretty cool cul de sac that is full of kids of all ages, and there is always something fun going on, but this really takes the cake.    One of Jewel's friends organized the event.   

The general idea?   Everyone is welcome.   Bring snacks.   And Dance Dance Dance!   

Here is a picture I snapped as we arrived.  The party was just getting started;) 

There was LOTS of snacking, and the cutest Lemonade shop ever!

There were kids ripsticking, lots of dancing in the street, and visiting.    The DJ played music non-stop.

There were bubbles, friends and puppies to play with. 

My kids surprised me and danced and played without any reservation.   Seriously.  If I could bottle up their confidence and keep it for myself I would;)   I tried my best to not look like a wall flower, and took any opportunity I could to visit with some of my favorite people!

Abby danced terribly.  (but confidently;)

Sam spent his time trying to harass the girls his age.

Jessica latched on to many of her former pre school friends and she disappeared for large chunks of time.

And Nate?....

Well, Nate is still in the habit of removing his diaper ANY time he gets it wet.  It's become almost impossible to keep it on him.   So TWICE that night we looked down to find Nate standing beside us withOUT pants or diaper.    You know, just chillin'... bearing it all!   It's like I always say, "It's not a party until a streaker shows up, right?"    (ok, actually, I never say that, but I like to think he made the event extra EVENTful.)     The second time he did it though, we'd had enough (John and I), and we decided it was time to try and save face and go home.     I mean there is only so much humiliation we are willing to endure, you know?

So, John took off down the street, carrying our half naked son, and I looked around for Sam.   It didn't take long to find him dancing alone on someone else's front porch.   It was such a funny sight that I stopped to film it for a second before pointing him towards John and Abby and commanding him to go home!    

As I was headed home, I found Jessica and made her come with me.   She immediately burst into tears and told me that this was (once again)...the "worst day ever!"   (If you read my previous post, you'd understand that she didn't really mean that, she just apparently never wants the fun to end:)

Finally though, we were home. 

 It was 10:30 at night, and the party was still going strong, but we were home.

Time for bed!   

Suddenly, John and I looked around and noticed that someone was missing.   Where was Sam? 

We did the whole, "I thought you had him" ......"No.  I thought YOU had him" thing before John headed back to the party to find our missing child.    

So basically, that is us in a nutshell.   We occasionally lose our children, and they occasionally take their clothes off in public.    

 Yup.  We are pretty awesome. 

But you know what I like to say.  It's not a Party until.....   (oh...never mind;)

I'm so glad to know people who think up such fun ideas, and have the energy to bring them to life. 

  I can see that I have my work cut out for me this summer.   If I am going to keep my kids happy, it is going to take nothing short of a non-stop, NEVER ENDING party!   

Here is a little montage containing some of the fun: