Today was Eliza’s school holiday party. I went to help with the craft (of course!). Man, it was so much fun. Sometimes being around little kids is work. I have to remind myself to stay present. This was not one of those days. I could have hung out with those awesome first graders and their awesome parents all day (the party was only an hour long). I loved that the kids were singing holiday songs in French quietly with the background music E’s teacher was playing from his laptop. I loved getting to talk to other parents: because Eliza rides the bus, I don’t get to chat with them very much. I love that I learned that one of E’s best friends in the class lives in walking distance of us (that mom also recommended a community center I can rent out for E’s birthday party!). I love that one of the moms offered to send me pictures of E from the Halloween party, which I was unable to attend. I love that the kids were impressed that I could talk to them a bit in French, even though they made fun of my accent a little. (Eliza tells me, “It’s okay, you’ll keep practicing and then you’ll sound like me!”)
I took tons of pictures (I’m not posting the ones of her classmates), helped pass out art supplies and food, was on recycling duty, and helped lead the kids in making snowflakes for Sandy Hook. We didn’t tell the kids what they were for in-depth, but they were really excited that their snowflakes were going to another school. They all make two or more snowflakes, and it was awesome to see that most of them picked their favorite ones to give instead of keep. Even one of the Star Wars obsessed kids ended up accidentally making a snowflake that looks like a TIE fighter (which happened to be on his t-shirt for the day), and he gave that one. Kids are awesome. Here’s a sample of the snowflakes:
Go here to learn about the snowflake project and to find out how you can help the survivors.
One more shot: this is Eliza’s teacher’s “Wall of Fame”. He’s soccer lover, and the kids all think that’s super cool. It’s neat how international that board is: it features our local soccer team, and things from Italy (where he was born) and Luxemburg (where he grew up). I have to pinch myself constantly that E goes to this amazing school, that all of our kids will get to go there, and that it is free. I’m so incredibly thankful.
If you have kids in school, do you help out with holiday parties? What are they like? Do you remember school parties from when you were younger? The biggest difference between my memories and E’s experience is the ban on sweets: my parties centered around cupcakes and candy and E’s school has an awesome healthy snack food policy.