Don't be scared. This is just Micah in traditional vampire makeup for the local St. Paddy's Day celebration. Last Saturday, we joined in the fun with much of the Blantyre expat community to celebrate all things Irish (see: vampire face painting). There were three legged races, potato sack races, potato on spoon races, tug-o-war, traditional Irish bouncy castles, wheel barrow races, lots of races. We had a great time and we were introduced to an Irish sport called hurling. No, this does not start with chugging 6 pints of Guinness. To play, you wield a long handled, flat-faced club and just whack the snot out of a leather ball to your teammate. You do this to advance the ball and score points. Later in the afternoon, there was a hurling competition for distance. I'm pretty sure I won it, but people got distracted and lost interest (see: Guinness).
Below is our favorite crocodile taking a bow in his school play, Alice in Wonderland. Opening night was last night and we were so impressed with the quality of performance. Wonderful costumes, makeup, sets, and special effects. The acting was wonderful as well. Liam was disappointed to only have one line (nailed it!). He sounded interested in getting more involved with drama productions in the future. We hope he means drama productions at school.
My last blog post promised that Micah would get his sporting glory at the school Infant Swim Gala (for Kindergartners through second grade). This is a country where swim suits are called swim costumes and swim meets are galas. So regal! Look at that steely stare as Micah sights the finish line across the width of the pool. Seconds later in the water, he would take a left turn and completely take out two of his neighbors. Whatever it takes, Micah!
There are several people at home (okay, just Mom) who are keeping track of my traffic ticket tally, or TTT. I'm happy to report, Mom, that it has been three months since my last moving violation on Christmas day (for the record, going almost 2 miles over the speed limit). Now that I have the proper paperwork and stickers for the car, I can't even seem to get pulled over recently. Elizabeth theorizes that I must just have a different look about me as I drive--a certain confidence or swagger that acts a mosquito repellent.
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