The Happiness Party

We had a Happiness Party today at pre-school. We promised Dew Drop that if she could learn how to be happy at school we'd bring cupcakes and have a party. This party was a long time coming, folks. I found myself in "unbloggable" territory not wanting to share the intense trials and tribulations we've gone through with starting school. I have new gray hairs and lots more wrinkles to vouch for it. At the Happiness Party Dew Drop requested I sing Donovan's song "Happiness Runs In A Circular Motion" for the class. It's one of our family theme songs, and has been the sound track for teaching Dew Drop to choose happiness at school. She seemed surprised that the other kids didn't know the words (Dew Drop: this is just the beginning of the weirdness your parents are going to thrust upon you as time rolls forward. Just get used to it. There's really no avoiding it that I can see.)

*While making the cupcakes Babba and I joked that being the whacked out visual artists we are, even our happiness cupcakes took on a very sinister and postmodern look. Babba was in charge of the happy faces, and as they came down the assembly line for me to add the sprinkles (for hair!) I was met with one wicked looking smiley face after another. If Babba worked at a bake shop he would be fired! We decided that there's just something inherently creepy about making a human likeness that is meant to be eaten- even if it's drawn with chocolate icing. Babba maintains that his problem was with the color palette he was given. He wanted them to be chocolate icing with vanilla icing lines. Dew Drop would have none of that- she was adamant that the icing should be white and the faces should be brown- proof that there's a lot of skin color consciousness going on around here. I told them both that either way of doing it would create brown faces (that was Dew Drop's main concern- that the faces be brown), but different routes to get there. It's positive space versus negative space peeps!