The candy party was a success. Monkey had a pretty good turnout, which was a stunning change from earlier in the year. The kids ran through most of the games in about an hour so I pulled out the cupcakes to buy some time. (We had simple swirl cupcakes, with the creamiest vanilla frosting I've ever made. Then the girls got to decorate with as many Jelly Bellys as their little hearts desired.) The last activity turned out to be the one that finally got them playfully engaged. It was also the only activity that was entirely my creation rather than something taken from an online resource. It was a nice little moment of pride after worrying the party would flop. (We gave them fictitious candy names. The teams had to decide what the candy would be like and then create a commercial for it.) Each girl went away with a bag full of candy - and a few non-edibles, which made Stan and I feel better. Monkey & Peanut were overjoyed to discover that they not only got goodie bags, but got to keep the extras, too. They've spent the past few dessert times ignoring all baked goods, blissing out on various sugar conduits. Thanks to World Market for some out-of-the-ordinary candy to go along with the staples, the novelty of which has increased their joy.
Mama got a bit of candy, herself, in the form of an impeccably well written mystery. Brat Farrar, which is part of a collection by Josephine Tey, was just the right end to the weekend. My only complaint is that the story couldn't have lasted a little longer. I've enjoyed these three stories immensely and will be searching out more by Tey and her pseudonyms.
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