Wordless Wednesday: teaching Anglos how to bust a pinata
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We have pinatas at our birthday parties in Dinglefest land. I lived on the Mexican border for the two years before Lee and I got married, and as such, it just wouldn't seem right to celebrate without busting one open.
Granted, you don't find pinatas like this where we live now!
Now that's what I call a pinata! Maybe I need to bring one back the next time we go down there...
Oops, I just remembered that this was supposed to be a wordless post. Just pictures, no words. Hmm.
I never did follow directions well. Did you ever have to take that trick test in school, the one with a gazillion items to answer, but the instructions tell you to read over the whole test before beginning? And if you get to the end, it says "write your name at the top and turn it in without answering the other questions." Yeah, I took the whole test. More than once.
(My best friend also tried to convinced me three times when we were kids that the word "gullible" wasn't in the dictionary, and each time I got the dictionary out to prove her wrong before I realized that the joke was on me. Yes, three times. Hmm, maybe I should have kept this post wordless to avoid admitting that.)
So, without further ado, the pictures of my Anglo kids and their friends destroying the dragon (which seemed to be a fitting choice for a princess & pirate birthday party!).
(And, in the background of this next one, I believe Dan is doing the traditional parenting test known as smell-if-a-change-is-needed.)
The dragon was not yet slain, but we all know that removing the wings is a good first step. Well done, HK!
I didn't get a picture of the bust moment, but here are a few post-pinata shots.
And I think we can all agree that a dragon's head on a pirate's hook is far less disturbing than last year's decapitated Dora.
Granted, you don't find pinatas like this where we live now!
Now that's what I call a pinata! Maybe I need to bring one back the next time we go down there...
Oops, I just remembered that this was supposed to be a wordless post. Just pictures, no words. Hmm.
I never did follow directions well. Did you ever have to take that trick test in school, the one with a gazillion items to answer, but the instructions tell you to read over the whole test before beginning? And if you get to the end, it says "write your name at the top and turn it in without answering the other questions." Yeah, I took the whole test. More than once.
(My best friend also tried to convinced me three times when we were kids that the word "gullible" wasn't in the dictionary, and each time I got the dictionary out to prove her wrong before I realized that the joke was on me. Yes, three times. Hmm, maybe I should have kept this post wordless to avoid admitting that.)
So, without further ado, the pictures of my Anglo kids and their friends destroying the dragon (which seemed to be a fitting choice for a princess & pirate birthday party!).
(And, in the background of this next one, I believe Dan is doing the traditional parenting test known as smell-if-a-change-is-needed.)
The dragon was not yet slain, but we all know that removing the wings is a good first step. Well done, HK!
I didn't get a picture of the bust moment, but here are a few post-pinata shots.
And I think we can all agree that a dragon's head on a pirate's hook is far less disturbing than last year's decapitated Dora.