The Christmas spirit was high in this crazy group of little kids. There was face painting and a balloonist to add some entertainment. You didn't have to be painted as an angel or baby Jesus or anything, in fact, most of the boys went with Zorro. Try as I might, I can't find the Christmas connection there. The girls opted to be kitties, for the most part.
Turn out wasn't that good, so we felt obligated to stay longer than we would have had there been a big crowd. Although, had there been a big crowd, we may have wanted to stay as well.
I wish I could have taken better photos of the gift baskets available. It reminded me of a bazaar at say, a nursing home. (I realize that's an age-ist comment, and I recognize there are many fine elderly artisans....I just wanted to conjure up images of toiletpaper roll cozies and items crafted with bright yarn on looms. I do not suffer from
gerontophobia, but I just love the handy and uplifting poem used to describe it.) There were knitted egg cozies- I do regret not having purchased those. I don't think anyone purchased them, so there's still hope they may re-appear at the Easter bazaar. We purchased a tray of cookies and told them to "keep the change" as our donation. (We both agreed we would rather donate paper or crayons than have to buy things we don't need- we have since donated paper.)
The requisite 3-foot loaf of bread slathered with Nutella.
Note the little one's Nutella cat nose.
A hot chocolate to top off the day!
The Christmas spirit was high in this crazy group of little kids. There was face painting and a balloonist to add some entertainment. You didn't have to be painted as an angel or baby Jesus or anything, in fact, most of the boys went with Zorro. Try as I might, I can't find the Christmas connection there. The girls opted to be kitties, for the most part. 
Turn out wasn't that good, so we felt obligated to stay longer than we would have had there been a big crowd. Although, had there been a big crowd, we may have wanted to stay as well.
I wish I could have taken better photos of the gift baskets available. It reminded me of a bazaar at say, a nursing home. (I realize that's an age-ist comment, and I recognize there are many fine elderly artisans....I just wanted to conjure up images of toiletpaper roll cozies and items crafted with bright yarn on looms. I do not suffer from gerontophobia, but I just love the handy and uplifting poem used to describe it.) There were knitted egg cozies- I do regret not having purchased those. I don't think anyone purchased them, so there's still hope they may re-appear at the Easter bazaar. We purchased a tray of cookies and told them to "keep the change" as our donation. (We both agreed we would rather donate paper or crayons than have to buy things we don't need- we have since donated paper.) 
The requisite 3-foot loaf of bread slathered with Nutella. 
Note the little one's Nutella cat nose.
A hot chocolate to top off the day!
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Miss you lots! Love and hugs,
Mimi
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