The Annual Pinata Party (and A Winner)

My husband’s family has an annual traditional Pinata Party given by his parents…a huge undertaking…Santa visits and then all the kids beat the heck out of a pinata.  Well, two pinatas…since there are so many kids, there is ONE pinata for the younger bunch and one for the older bunch.  No one has been seriously maimed, but trust me, it’s by mere slivers of a chance.  You will hear, “Get behind the line!” 10 times a minute.  Mostly it’s fun…mostly it’s really wild…most every time ONE kid will cry…some kids get tons of candy, some kids don’t, the boys show off (Lucas you are get my vote as the hardest pinata hitter of all times!), one kid will get mad at another kid (always siblings of course)…YOU KNOW, it’s the Pinata Party!  What we would do without it?  The kids look forward to it every year.

This guy loved Santa…But no physical contact please!   Excited…Serious… Nervous…Sweet…Not too old… Gorgeous… Dorky…(the one on the left at least)Precious…  Toothless… Confident… Not so confident rightly so…

And the pinata…  

Those sweet little girls…but beware…they all have brothers and can hit pretty hard!

This guy just about drove me insane…I’m thinking about permanently installing a pinata in my living room…he was infatuated with the darn thing and could NOT understand why it wasn’t ALL his. Candy wrappers are edible, aren’t they?Some sweet extra pictures:

Sisters.   Stole his older brother’s funny glasses.  

All four of these cousins were born in the same year…from right to left…C. in February, J. in April, H. in July, Abbey in September. 

The baby whisperer….H. has a way with the little ones…and I tell her one day I know she’ll have a dozen of her own.

The End.

Till next year.

Thanks Grandma and Grandpa!