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Of puppies and principessas

We decided to attend H's school celebration of Carnevale- yes I know it was in February. Our landlady, Signora Anna, repeatedly told me to let the kids wear their Halloween costumes. We went to the party a couple minutes late as we have learned is the expected protocol. When we walked into the large open room, I immediately noticed a difference between the little Americanas and the other girls.....ALL the Italian girls were dressed like princesses. Most of the Italian boys were dressed like super heros.....I think there was one clown. Our girls were dressed like....yep, dogs.
Who let the dogs out?


There's the one clown.
The main activity for the duration of the party was throwing confetti. After all the confetti was thrown, the kids scooped it all up and threw it over and over and over again. I am still finding bits of confetti around the house.

That's the infamous Luigi. For a brief time, he was trying to hold H's hand and kiss her cheek at school. She did not like it one bit. Don't worry, we have it all straightened out and now he adores her from afar.
Near the end, a couple of teachers joined the party and directed a few games. It was hilarious to watch H and Z. At one point, all the kids dropped to the ground and started making animal noises and the two little foreign kids were just standing there, witnessing the mayhem. I couldn't stop laughing. Z ran over to ask me what they were doing- I didn't have a very good answer.

Comments

mimi and papa said…
What fun! Love the adorable puppies---very cute! Looks like everyone enjoyed the festivities, including your man? Thanks for sharing the Carnivale with us.
Miss you all so very much.
Lots of Love, Mimi
nanny said…
Woof, woof, who let the dogs out? Great photos and so fun to have a face for the infamous Luigi. I think the girls looked very creative, Yankee ingenuity at work. What wonderful memories they will have for their time in Italy. No matter how hard it is at times, the experiences are rich (and maybe you won't feel the need to ship the girls off with AFS, as someone in the family did, for a worldly cultural experience.) Everybody dance! Love you, Nannio
Unknown said…
OMG!! ADORABLE!! And hilarious!! That's such a great story how they all came as princesses and ours came as elegant pooches!! Too too cute!! I'm bowled over with cute! I love all the fun stuff the Ital's do! Carnivale! Celebrate!
Hearts! Roshooxox

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