June 27, 2012
|Me and my cohorts at registration|
|Saturday night family meltdown|
I didn't get to visit with many of my friends this weekend and worse yet I did not have even a single hour of play time with my kiddos. That part pretty much sucked.
Following several 5am starts, as many late nights and too much time apart, on Saturday night we had some pretty ugly family meltdowns, (and yes it was mostly me).
Just keeping it real...at that point Kazapalooza did not seem worth it... though deep down I think I knew it was.
|working the coffee and donut station Sunday morning|
All that said I do take a lot of pride in how things turned out. It seemed families had a truly good time and my heart swells when I see Nina reconnect with her Kaz pals-all of them beaming with BOTH Kazakhstan and adoption pride.
My favorite quote came by way of my (Soviet train travel) pal Emily (love her family dynamic-they are so dys-fun-ctionally similar to ours and I could totally imagine this conversation in my house). She summed it up perfectly...
|proud winner of the 6 and under sack races|
The sense of pride and being special Kazapalooza offers our precious kids is good, really good.
Good enough in fact that I would do it all again.
There are a bunch of great pics and a recap of the weekend on the Kazapalooza Blog.
And for another take on why this event is worthwhile check out this great post by another mom...she's an uber cool china/kaz/virtual twin mom (got to love that!)