I hope she is not lost in the Minneapolis airport. She has a tight connection to make, and it's a huge airport.
She says she'll really miss the chickens.
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Goodbye Wonder Niece and Fare Thee Well
Wonder Niece is now on a jet plane home. I like to think she is sitting on the plane, eating the sandwiches I made her (Nutella, peanut butter, and homemade wild raspberry jam on whole wheat) and contemplating what a wonderful aunt I am.
I hope she is not lost in the Minneapolis airport. She has a tight connection to make, and it's a huge airport.
She says she'll really miss the chickens.
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I hope she is not lost in the Minneapolis airport. She has a tight connection to make, and it's a huge airport.
She says she'll really miss the chickens.
The Death Star
Now that the party is over, the pinata no longer resembles Sputnik, but more the *Death Star, post destruction.
It never did get painted.
We went through three bats: a plastic bat, a wooden stick, and a regular wooden baseball bat. It finally broke after 60+ wacks. My advice to future pinata makers: be careful not to make it too well. The upside, though, was that all of the children got many opportunities to pummel it, so they really had a lot of fun.
After the candy came out, Little Z started crying. I had given everyone a bag to put their candy in, except for the birthday girl! And now the candy was all gone. But, of course, her friends (ages 4-6) are kind and generous folk, and they all gathered around and gave her some of their candy, until she had the most candy of all. They didn't even have to be persuaded. It was sweet. (In more than one way.)
*Correction: Under construction Death Star, not destroyed, because after they destroyed it, there was nothing left. Thanks, Beer and Burritos.
It never did get painted.
We went through three bats: a plastic bat, a wooden stick, and a regular wooden baseball bat. It finally broke after 60+ wacks. My advice to future pinata makers: be careful not to make it too well. The upside, though, was that all of the children got many opportunities to pummel it, so they really had a lot of fun.
After the candy came out, Little Z started crying. I had given everyone a bag to put their candy in, except for the birthday girl! And now the candy was all gone. But, of course, her friends (ages 4-6) are kind and generous folk, and they all gathered around and gave her some of their candy, until she had the most candy of all. They didn't even have to be persuaded. It was sweet. (In more than one way.)
*Correction: Under construction Death Star, not destroyed, because after they destroyed it, there was nothing left. Thanks, Beer and Burritos.
Skyline
This picture was taken at the air show today in Oshkosh. This is something I never would have attended had not my aeronaut Wonder Niece come to visit, but she did, and we went, and a truly good time was had by all. They re-enacted Pearl Harbor. It was quite the spectacle. I loved it.
Incomplete
The pinata for Little Z's birthday party. She wants it to be blue and yellow, but that may or may not happen. As with most of her projects, she comes up with the design and then begins, excitedly, then loses steam, and I hash out the details and finish.
I'm not sure what she thinks of it as. Is it representational art, or abstract? I think it looks like a satellite. I call it, "Sputnik".
The party is Sunday.
Places to Go, People to See
Wonder Niece has a favourite chicken:
We always call this one and her sister, "The Foofy Haired Ones".
She was really in a hurry to get somewhere.
We always call this one and her sister, "The Foofy Haired Ones".
She was really in a hurry to get somewhere.
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