Favorites Night Friday

It's shaping up to be a great weekend--Friday started with the boys and I cleaning up the house and a last minute trip to the grocery store to get ready for our Friday night dinner guests.  I use the term "dinner" very loosely here.  We had what has come to be known as a "Favorites Night".  

Have you ever been to dinner at someone's house and had one particular dish that you just wish you could make an entire meal of?  That's sort of what Favorites Night is.  Everyone makes or brings something that is their "favorite".  We had four families over, and feasted on yummies and chatted until the wee hours of the morning.  The kids (8 little boys and 2 shell-shocked girls, not counting the two babies) ran around the house like banshies the whole night, and only one minor head injury was reported.  (It was Aidan, and he's fine.)  

The menu included:

Pickle wraps

Pink dip

a tray of Chick-Fil-A nuggets

Meat Muffins

Cheesy Potato Casserole

a yummy green bean-rice-chicken concoction

Crock-pot brisket on little rolls

Banana pudding 

Chocolate chip cake

Key lime pie

I can feel my arteries clogging as we speak.  (Hey--I ate some green beans.  Very healthy!)

I'm not entirely sure what  any of the kids ate, but they managed to go through 26 Capri Sun pouches.

On an unrelated note, here's a handful of pictures from the past few days. 

Lately, I have been letting Dane pick out what Harper is wearing for the day.  He always comes downstairs with her clothes, complete with socks and matching hair bow.  

I don't quite know how to explain this ensemble, however.  

This picture makes me shudder to look at.  The color of the flowers on her outfit.  The peter-pan collar.  The pink and brown in the hair flower that doesn't go with the clothes.  The striped socks with the flowered outfit.  The leather dress shoes.  It's just all. to. much.  At least I don't have to worry about Dane becoming a stylist.  

Harper is becoming quite the fan of Mythbusters:

Did I mention key lime pie was on the Favorites Night menu?  Dane got very curious about the lemons and limes I was squeezing, and asked for a snack.

So I gave him a lime.
It wasn't sour enough for him, so I gave him a lemon.
The child won't eat grapes, but he'll do this to a lemon:

I LOVE this little dress that I think I got at my baby shower.  I've been waiting for Harper to get out of that frighteningly-skinny newborn phase and put a little meat on her bones for her to wear it to church.

Harper would like to leave you with this parting shot: