In addition to attending the weekly expat playgroup in town, we now host our own impromptu play dates, albeit with fewer amenities (no pool, swingset or snacks) and no moms. Basically, any children who happen to be playing in the vicinity of the compound get invited in to play for 45 mins or so while Dusty hangs out outside and I make dinner. Word travels quickly, and we have had upwards of 10 kids, ranging in age from not yet walking to 8 or 9 years old over here running around, chasing Elliot's soccer ball (and each other) or just following the little obruni around to see what crazy things he will do next. It is the best means we have found yet to earn ourselves a quiet evening. Though tonight it may have worked a little too well...
As you can see, Elliot didn't even make it through dinner!
2 comments:
Looks like a fun group and you don't have to go far to find them. What fun for Elliot and friends. Hope he sleeps well after all that playing.
See you soon.
holy mackeral -- that's one tuckered out kiddo! :)
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