twinkle, twinkle

on the 19th we had a pretty motley crew of folks over to go strolling through the neighborhood looking at lights. it was a brisk so cal evening (like in the low 60's) but that didn't stop us from bundling up and heading out.

ryder is rip roarin' and ready to go

the jacksons

the kerkhoffs

melanie, mark, jessica and kids

um, yes, we are a stroller gang, and no, that is not our driveway

the mongomery boys and ermanis girls

the grand finale

the kellas'

uncle ryan, give me some of what you got in that mug of yours

the stroller ride left isaac a little haggard

but another round in the romper room got him ramped right back up.

the dude in the middle needs a shirt that makes him look a little less busty.

how do you know when it is time to go home?