This weekend was mostly spent with Elle
completing doing a school presentation on Ireland. We fell for the line of "all the work is being done at school, and all that will be left is assembling it on Bristol board". Ahem. Well, we did learn quite a bit about Ireland, and though that was interesting, after a week that included three late nights (school dance, Halloween, and sleepover) and excess candy consumption, cramming all that information over two days was not the easiest on Elle. Or me :) She did complete it beautifully, and we now know what hurtling is (a popular sport played in Ireland), and are well informed about the potato famine and the conflicts over the 20th century. Elle now has on her life's wish list to kiss the Blarney Stone ("Marie, it has been proven to bring you luck!"), and she discovered a dish she would like to try. And so our weekend ended with a delicious bowl of Irish Coddle.
This weekend was also the time for Day of the Dead. When taking a break from her project, we set up an altar to honor our departed loved ones, and she and Pea helped make the Pan de Muertos (bread of the dead) by shaping the loaves and their skull and bones. We did spend time enjoying some bread, drinking atole and reminiscing with heartfelt stories of lost family and pets.