Ya, I think it's safe to say I love my Lil' Sistas and celebrating Christmas with them was a blast.
It'd be cool if, in the future, I could kick it up a notch and throw a Christmas party like I did for my company Flipside Fitness in Korea where I had a sleepover party. The girls woke up on Christmas morning and I made them all breakfast, then we opened up presents and lounged around, watching movies and playing with my dogs.
That is the dream goal party. It'd be so very epic.
Until then though, we celebrated with games, prizes, pinatas and of course a ton of food.
Worst case scenario, well I guess not the total worst but close to it, happened tonight with the largest of the two pinatas. It was so jam packed with candy, too heavy for the broom stick to hold it, so it dropped. Upon it dropping, the girls all scrambled to crowd over it and claw it to death. There was no stopping them. It was like as if the pinata was the last Tickle Me Elmo on the shelf at Christmas Eve, back in the day. All you could do was watch and pray that no one lost an eye in the pure chaos. It was hilarious though and I caught a bit of it on film, them scrambling like mad.
The party lasted for about 3.5hrs and I left soaked in sweat from playing with them but on such a high because of how much they appeared to be enjoying it.
Man, I love doing stuff for these kids but I always feel like it's never up to par with all that I really want to do with them and for them. Trying to make the party perfect and prepping for it left me in tears yesterday as I was so overwhelmed by it all. Three people I was depending on, one of which was a volunteer that was suppose to come help, bailed on me last minute and so that was completely frustrating and crushing. I know these girls really don't mean anything to them like they do to me but to cancel last minute on things I was depending on them for, wow, I took it personally. Someone texted me at 2:30 in the morning to cancel last minute. That was rough.
In the end, the girls will never know those who cancelled and what plans I had originally sketched out for them. All they'll know is that they had fun and I really tried to give out a lot of prizes, giggles and do a lot of dancing with them. In my head, I'm convinced that I could have just shown up with one little cake for us all to sit on the floor and eat with our hands and they would have been happy. That's who they are. They're grateful for everything. Me, on the other hand, I'm grateful for all the donations and whatnot that people helped me with but it will never be up to par with what I wish I could do and give them. They deserve more than my efforts can produce.
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