Crappy Dinner Party Fridays

A group of mama friends and I get together with our kids every Friday night for crappy dinner parties (no cleaning, no special trips to the grocery store, nothing complicated) with our kids. 

This last week was so beautiful (65F!), we all brought bikes and spent the afternoon and evening playing in the cul-de-sac, splashing in puddles, and burying dinosaurs in the last of winter's plowing snow piles. 

A picnic dinner, lots of desserts and wine, lots of dogs on walks, and even a stray puppy rescue made this one of the best in recent memory.