It Was All About The Food

My mom and I took the girls to a Lebanese festival this past weekend. I brought my camera expecting there to be colorful outfits with dancers and live music. I was very excited, but there was none of that....at least not in the afternoon when we went. The band was just setting up around 5pm when we were leaving, so I think we should have gone a little later in the day rather than earlier. It was in the parking lot of a church and was put on by the parishioners. There was Arabic music played over the speakers...which I totally loved. There was also a silent auction, a big bouncy house/slide for the kids to play in and fabulous food.

My great, great Grandfather on my Mom's side came to America from Lebanon. While growing up I always had a sense of my heritage, but never became interested in it until my late 20's. My Mom and I often go to a Lebanese deli to enjoy raw kibbi, tabouli, stuffed grape leaves and stuffed kusa. It is a nice treat for us to go there because neither my Dad nor Keith like to eat our "funny food", as they call it.

So even though there was not much excitement while we were at the festival, at least we got to enjoy the music and the food!

Trying to get Ella to just smile like a normal little girl in front of the camera is another story! :0)

SMILE ELLA!


NO REALLY, JUST A REGULAR SMILE....


COME ON.....


JUST ONE SMILE FOR ME PLEASE.....


CAN YOU ACT NORMAL?
THANK YOU!