Last Friday was the annual carnival at the kids’ preschool. They were pretty excited about it, talking for days ahead of time about the various games that could be played and how there would be prizes and food. Although not part of the carnival proper, Thomas’ class spent several afternoons that week making two pig piñatas out of paper-mâché. We talked about that a lot, since it was always on his mind. His teachers filled the paper-mâché piggies with candy and the kids bashed them apart on the morning of the carnival. The candy was distributed evenly, of course (it used to be a free-for-all when I was a kid!).
At the carnival that afternoon, Isaac and Thomas played lots of games–they tossed bean bags to knock over some steel cans, they went fishing for prizes, they tried to guess how much candy was in a big glass jar, and they threw wet sponges at teachers’ faces poking through cardboard cutouts. The boys won all sorts of cool parent-donated prizes at each event. Lucy refused to play any of the games, although she seemed pretty happy to be there.
We also bought some homemade bakery items and juice for snacking as well as some raffle tickets. Unfortunately we weren’t among the four big raffle winners. Each of them received a large box filled with treats donated by parents–chocolates, wine, coasters, candles, stationery, and lots more fun loot. All in all, it was a grand time. Thomas even managed to get his face painted in spite of the fact that he had to wait in an incredibly long queue to do so.
That evening, the kids had a babysitter while David, his cousin Walker, and I had dinner with a couple professors from the business school. Partway through the evening, our sitter called her dad (one of the professors at the dinner) to ask him to ask us if she should wash off the tiger makeup from Thomas’ face. We quickly said it wasn’t necessary–doesn’t every child want face paint to stay on as long as possible? Thomas managed to keep most of his tiger face throughout the entire next day.
Finally, look what happened to Isaac just before 6 pm on the day of the carnival.
He was acting pretty tired, stumbling around a bit and being extra quiet. The next thing I knew, he crawled up on my legs and went to sleep! The other two kids were playing rather loudly and the adults were all talking and he never woke up. That’s when we realized that he was unlikely to wake for dinner and would most likely sleep straight through until the next morning. And he did.