On 2. Advent, our neighbors have an annual party. This is a gathering of friends for good food and good company. We are honored to be included on the invitation list.
But what’s this?
Against better judgment, N bought the cheap charcoal and it just wouldn’t heat through to make nice, glowing coals. K tired of fanning the fire manually and brought out the power tools.
Last year, too much Glühwein was drunk, and embarassing photos of me head-banging to Whitesnake now exist if one ever wanted to blackmail me. This year, I caught N playing air guitar, so we’re even.
The kids’ activities use the end of the year to show off their accomplishments. So, two weeks ago, family members were treated to a show from the sports club. My kids’ tumbling/gymnastics group was part of the show.
They did a sort of dance through and over the benches. Katja has orange shorts, Zavi has white shoes. Directly behind Zavi’s head is his best friend. Another friend is behind Katja. Katja’s pal is behind Zavi’s best friend’s head.
They showed us what they could do on the trampoline and fake pommel horse too.
There was coffee and cake there too, and at the very end Nikolaus came and brought all the kids pencil cases and little reflectors to hang from their backpacks.
Last night Zavi had his annual guitar recital. Very casual — just Herr M’s students playing for the parents in a big room. No stage, mistakes allowed, fun half hour. The big kids with electric guitars played “We will Rock You” and Zavi was suitably inspired. He told Herr M at his lesson today that he wants to learn to play the song too. “No problem!” was the reply. I look forward to a year of Queen music at our house 🙂