We arrived a little after the gates opened, and Ema struck a few boxing poses for the camera in fromt of the school clock.
Ema took me to her classroom, decorated with paper cakes, candies, a house made of snack containers, and of course lots of crafts and pictures all over the place.
Including this one by Ema. She told me the disembodied head beaming down from over the princess's shoulder is me. Lately she's moved on a little from the fairie princess drawings, at least at home, so this one may be from a while ago.
Wandering around with Mommy.
Keiko had to go work one of the booths, so Ema and I stopped for juice and a tiny cup of coffee. The coffee was a total gip, hardly even a mouthful, and I was totally surrounded by three to six year olds who couldn't even finish their huge juice boxes. That really chapped.
Then upstairs, and into the Bouncy Castle. They wouldn't let me in. They'll pay. They'll pay.
See how much fun I would have been having? Oh, I'll have my fun, though. Just waiting for the perfect moment.
Next a bit of bowling. Ema made the spare, and...
got this cool medal and a piece of candy. But I didn't get a damned thing, for which someone will be heartily sorry, oh yes they will.
Another game I was not allowed to play. There were prizes. I didn't get one. Ema did, so I stole it from her. It's a little teddy bear. I named him Irving. It's a cool name, even though it's an anagram for virgin, which is kind of stupid.
A quick stop for cotton candy. Guess who didn't get any. Yep.
Looks good, doesn't it? But then, how the hell would I know? The halls will echo...
Then into the craft room to make this really cool origami shuriken, a folded paper ninja weapon that I was not actually invited to make myself, though I stood right there next to Ema with hope brimming on my face.
Then it was time for everyone but the Fat Man to make these awesome helicopter boomerangs out of paper cups and little cutout stars and stuff. I started to make one, but that chick in the blue striped shirt shot me one hell of a look. Whatever. Just biding my time.
And finally, we swung into this crazy room where all these craft objects were on display. There were tons of them, but do you think it's cool to just pick one you like and walk out with it? I'll tell you frankly, it's apparently not cool.
Anyway, that was the kindergarten festival. Lots of fun for some. Ema had a blast. Other people (and I won't name names) were just there to be nasty to the older, hairier kids. But you know, life has a funny way of coming full circle on you, like a wounded water buffalo with a list of parental addresses and phone numbers. See me coming? Don't think so, suckers.
2 comments:
So many of these pictures elicit comment. First, and this goes for every neice picture, how is it possible that something as cute as Ema is related to Matt. I could see it if I or even Chris, in his own way, was the father. Hm. At any rate, I'm relieved that they're teaching Ema how to make small missile weapons at her school. These skills are critical to survival of junior high and will serve her well. Keiko, what were yo u doing at the booth?
BOUNCY CASTLE ???????
I LOVE BOUNCY CASTLES
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