Before the end of the fall semester, the Community Life office (staffed by three lovely ladies: Cathy, Kathi, and
Kathy – just kidding, Yasmin) threw a party for the winter holidays. It was mostly a Christmas party, but the term that’s used here in the UAE is “festive season,” which I rather like. If you call something festive, be it a sweater, a cheese plate, or a season, I’m on board.
Unfortunately, Jeff had to work, so I took the girls alone. They’re really good girls, so that’s not a problem, but it is hard to take care of them and take pictures at the same time! I can only hold one of either my camera or May at a time. Sorry, May.
Also, I have a slight memory of May being sick or not napping as well as she usually does. Ehhh…something was not quite right, but my memory is terrible. The further we get from these events, the blurrier it all becomes. I know I need to get back to blogging as things happen, but I have so much to get through regarding the holidays.
The party was very nicely organized. Several young people (undergrads) were dressed up as elves and there was a cookie decorating station:
arts & crafts, and a buffet with adorably themed food creations (I would have taken pictures, but I was juggling three plates).
The great thing about this party was that, even though I was alone with two kids, we’re all one big community and I feel totally comfortable letting my kids go off on their own. Adele is at an age where she’s very self-sufficient (I don’t even know what was over at the arts & crafts stations, because she did that all on her own) and I left May alone to go get food, because I knew that if she needed anything, there were several other parents nearby who would help her in a second. We’re all looking out for each other. (Some parents who will not be named abuse this parental generosity, but that’s a story for another time.)
The grand finale to the party was the arrival of Santa.
Apparently, Santa gets real tall and loses weight when he visits Abu Dhabi! He also gets reaaaaal tan and wears hipster glasses. (His name is Omar and he’s Yasmin’s husband.)
The folks at Community Life were so generous that they bought a toy with each individual child’s age and interests in mind. Each child got called to pick up their gift from Santa:
Before we left, Adele said she had to decorate just one more cookie…for her daddy.
Adele very proudly carried her cookie all the way across campus to our apartment, without eating a single decoration off, which shows just how much she truly loves her daddy.