When my kids were little, our birthday tradition always included a pinata. Half of the fun was picking it out, half was filling it and half was beating the crap out of it. (If you did the math…yes, it was always 50% more fun than we even expected!)
(Not this pinata)
For one of these parties, we had a spider pinata. Don’t know why. We don’t have any birthdays around Halloween or any good explanation like that. We just had a spider. A couple of days before the party, my three-year-old daughter informed me that she intended to “break the a$$ out of the spider.”
(But this one)
Okay, you caught me. We use a little salty language at our house. And yes, my three-year-old said a$$. (I suppose I could say ass, but a$$ seems more ladylike.)
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