Love

Our job is to love others without stopping to inquire whether or not they are worthy.
That is not our business and, in fact, it is nobody's business.
What we are asked to do is to love, and this love itself will render both ourselves and our neighbors worthy if anything can.

Thomas Merton (1915 - 1968)

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Kendama Party

We received an invite to a Kendama Party at the Learning Express store at Northpoint Mall and headed over there immediately after the kids' Karate Pizza Party (because they each earned over a dozen Life Skills Stripes before the last belt testing).  The store was an absolute zoo with kids, kendamas and their parents everywhere.  It was hard to get into the room where the kendama party was being held.  Owen was a bit overwhelmed by the crowd, but Chloe had no problem pushing her way into the room and straight to the middle of the action to watch the Kendama Master (Dave) at work.  A store employee noticed me standing outside with Owen and offered to take us in through a backdoor.  She gave us a cool DVD, stickers and an extra string for free, which made Owen really happy.  These were all prizes being given away inside with a raffle, but Owen hadn't gotten a ticket for it.  At the end, the store had all the kids gather behind the Kendama Master Dave for pictures.  Dave is the Asian guy with dreadlocks down to his butt wearing a hat in the front row.  He was cool.  He had a California accent and was awesome with the kids.

See?  Chloe is always at the center of the action.  She was giving Dave some bunny ears.

That's it, kids.  Hold up your kendamas to show them off!

After photographs, Dave, the Kendama Master signed the kids' kendamas.  You can see Owen's head watching his kendama get signed.

He didn't even look up as he walked away.  Owensk was so mesmerized by the autograph on his kendama.  Pretty cool, dude.

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