The organizer and we put out projects on the tables; one family we used to co-op with dropped by to visit. We ate lots of Girl Scout Cookies, M explored the chair stackes
M told riddles when he wasn’t hiding
M displayed the characters for her novel
My M gestured a little too wildly about his display.
Eventually we said, let’s listen to B’s flute, and go home.
I got to keep the extra cookies. Next year we won’t hold the expo on a gorgeous spring day: March does not have so many distractions ;-)