So, Kinzi beat me to the punch on this (not surprising given how late I got up and moving today after last night’s entertainment). But, she didn’t have pictures 🙂 (as blurry as these may be, my camera-phone is failing me :(. So, I’m here with a picture of the masterpieces to make everyone who didn’t come jealous (sorry Moey). But on to the topics I really wanted to talk about…
Okay, you can barely see the amazing duck that Khalidah produced. It’s lifelike, has the right colors in the right places, and really shows great artistic talent. In fact, all of Khalidah’s offerings were wonderful. Also, you may see the lovely butterfly (stop that Oula, it IS lovely) that Oula made. She also had several lovely offerings, as well as bringing the most lovely little one to the party. It was so fun having a baby around. Rebecca and I had very few decorated cookies left over on account of eating them all as soon as we finished the decoration process (sometimes evern before finishing). However, the true 3D works of art were clearly from Zeid.
The event was intended to be a Mommy and Daughter cookie baking/decorating experience. However, all of the kids that came got lost in the toy wonderland before they made it into the room with cookies. With all of the castles and houses, barbies, and Doctor sets, we saw little of the Jordan Bloglets. In fact, Salam’s lovely kids and Little Kinz were the only ones who actually did any decorating. And that was toward the end of the party. My kids were more interested in eating than decorating (as expected).
Living in a society that is primarily Muslim is such a wonderful lesson for the Beans about diversity and tolerance. And, Dima (Rain Drop) helped me demonstrate that clearly to JujuBean. She was playing the game with her where you ask where’s my (insert body part). When she got to ears (she wears the hijab), JujuBean couldn’t see them. Then she asked what color is my hair. JujuBean said “You don’t have any hair.” We were unable to convince JujuBean that there was hair under the scarf. Finally Dima let JujuBean peek-a-boo with her hair, which impressed JujuBean to no end. This is the sort of lesson that we just wouldn’t be able to teach her in the US, and I’m feeling blessed by it today.
All in all, we had a lovely time. I wasn’t nearly as prepared as I wanted to be (usually I host a party with more attention and thought to my guests and the food comes out MUCH sooner). But, next time, I’ll have it together…