Lots of it.
The schedule was changed (because so-and-so was late, and then because these four had to leave early for a band practice), and we ended up lighting the candles on the cake before the hunt instead of after. These kids, several of whom are in my high school choir, sang what amounted to an impromptu dirge followed by a rather pathetic set of "hip-hip-hoorays," and then sugar was consumed.
Lots of it.
Finally, after ingesting the required energy, I sent them off on their merry way to gather random items, take random photos, and record random videos.
One hour and fifteen minutes later they returned, laughing and smiling, soaking wet from running around in the rain, with grass and mud covering their bare feet, and with items, pictures, and videos.
Lots of them.
While I downloaded them to the computer for playback, the kids gathered around the kitchen table to watch the birthday girl open her gifts.
"I love it that the bar is set so low," commented my husband with a smile.
He meant it, too. I kid you not ...
A notepad and a set of rub-on tattoos.
A package of candy.
Fifteen kina (approximately $6.43).
A Smiggle eraser and another notepad.
A K10 (approx $4.28) pre-paid cell phone card.
A can of cherry coke.
And handmade cards.
Lots of them.
It wouldn't be out of the question for more than one of these gifts to have been re-gifted from a previous birthday party, either.
Awesome.
But, these kids don't care, which only makes it that much more awesome.
So, what do these kids care about?
They spent the day together.
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