We baked a cake, dressed up like like pirates and went bowling.*
*By ‘dressing up like pirates’, I mean finding whatever poofy or striped shirt we had tucked away in our closet and drawing an eye patch on cardboard. (I thought the whole head-scarf thing would be cool, but apparently it just made me look like a gypsy insead of a pirate). By ‘bowling’, I mean knocking down 2-litre soda bottles with a soccer ball in my friend’s living room (she’s a homeschool teacher and so is quite brilliant with home-grown entertainment).
Yes, it was a little unorthodox – no fireworks or orchestral renditions of the Star-spangled banner for us. But you do what you gotta do when you’re a displaced American living in Africa. 🙂