Some of you may remember the saga of the Infamous Zebra Pinata back in June. It took a lot of time and effort and tested my patience more than once. Apparently I quickly forgot the frustrating part, because not a month later I asked my goddaughter Kylinn if she would like me to help her make a pinata for her fifth birthday.
Something to know about Kylinn- she has dozens of wonderful qualities (smart, caring, loyal, enthusiastic, outgoing, etc), but neatness is not among them. While Trevor barely touched the paper mache with the tips of two fingers, I knew that Kylinn was likely to be rubbing it in her hair. Or clapping her hands in it to see it fly everywhere. Or something even messier that I couldn't predict. So I made it clear we'd be making the pinata at HER house. ;)
When Trevor and I showed up at her house on Pinata Day 1, Kylinn was beyond excited. She loved the feeling of the gooey paper mache and happily smeared it all over everything. Trevor supervised, but did not want to touch it.
Kylinn lost interest after the first layer of paper mache, so I finished the next 5 layers on my own. When I finished, we set it in the sun room to dry.
We returned the following week, determined to finish during a marathon Pinata Day 2. We cut a hole and popped the balloon.
We attached the leaves, then wrapped the hanger in metallic green ribbon, letting the ends curl down. Kylinn's enthusiastic assessment? "I LOVE IT!"
The finished pinata:
And here's Kylinn:
And here's all that was left of the pinata after a dozen more kids hit it.
A lot of people asked me if it bothered me seeing my work get smashed up. No, since I made it to be ruined. Besides, the top can be saved and used as a fashionable hat.