Here in Paraguay the National anthem is sung at school like the Americans say the Pledge of Alligence (not sure how to spell this right now, sorry). The kids are taught to stand up straight with their arms down to the side. One is supposed to be face forward and very serious. During our school program last week celebrating our 200 yr. Independence Day. I happened to look over to my right where the pre-school group was standing. Some movements distracted me from the solemness of the National Anthem.
Sorry...I just had to break the rules of respect for the National Anthem and film this!
I told Edson that we could laugh about it this time...but he cannot EVER do this again during the National Anthem.
Another niece and I did all the decorations. Jazmin did their make-up and hair. I have little flowers all around the cake because, here, in Paraguay, all the single girls and friends have to pull one of the strings with flowers on it. Tradition says: if you get the string with the gold ring on it then you are the next to get married. Then, one by one, or family by family, goes and gets a picture with the birthday girls. Since I was the fotographer, we just got some close-ups of us...
It's been so cold for the past month that I don't sit down and write often. It's too cold to sit still and my hands freeze while I write. I like to be in a warm spot, like the kitchen. Well, I am way backed up from the birthday party, but I still wanted to show you some of the pictures of my cakes. My icing didn't work as well as I wanted it to. It was kind of runny, but I tried to hide it well!
So, on one of the coldest and rainiest week ends of the whole year we went to San Pedro to celebrate two nieces 15th birthdays. The guys butchered the cow while the ladies prepared for the massive cooking! I was kneading 25 lbs. of flour/bread. Oscar was chopping wood for brick oven. Then...we started cutting and cutting.