which spared my Indiana Jones cake. The impressive figurines (Marianne had a frying pan, Arab villains a monkey & sword, & Indy a whip) came from some ebay store in China - non-edible! - with cake help from Kake Kreations in Sherman Oaks.
Chocolate river rock, jelly bean boulders and a chocolate cake with butter cream.But the thrills were clearly coming from the games conjuring the Raiders of the Lost Ark (which neither Michael or Jack have seen, btw):
Boulder chase with Q-Tip poison darts.
Jousting the Nazi villain, Arnold Toht
mummy making
Throwing flour-filled socks throw hoops at the enemy
under beautiful California oaks. There were gummy snake and lizards on the tables under a canopy of gorgeous leaves and jungle balloons.
and ID lanyards with names spelled in hieroglyphics
Our initial plan was a Tin Tin party, but caved upon learning so few children knew of the Belgian character and his dog, Milou:
Turned out that there's an Indy - Tin Tin resonance somewhere. Spielberg's film on Tin Tin is in post-production, so lookout, folks. Americans will all be going nuts over the boy soon.It was great seeing all the children enjoy solid lo-tech fun. This kind of production takes a village, but has a tremendous pay-off.
Our disparate communities - church, Beacon Hill, AWANA, even a blood relative! - blended in well, the centrifuge supplied by young children.
Elle with Lee and Kai, my cousin Kathy's husband and 2 yr old.
The adults
Dressing Indy meant hats
A pre-cake group photo.
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