It’s Mia’s birthday week. As it’s also near Valentine’s Day, trying to plan any kind of celebration is stressful, so we’ve opted for small home parties every year alternating between different groups of friends on the invite. This year we wanted to have our neighbors and their kids over for brunch.
All Mia wanted for her birthday is a pinata. She’s been talking about it for a year, so when we went on a recent shopping trip to Target, she fixated on a purple pony pinata and clung to its neck the whole time in the store. Ok, that’s not actually how it went down. Claudine and Mia fought over who got to hold the purple pony so *I* had to carry that thing around the store. More fighting at home ensued so the purple pony sat high out of reach on our dresser in our room. The thing scared the crap out of me sometimes in the mornings when I’d forget it was there.
On the eve of the brunch we dumped all the Valentine’s themed candy, plastic gemstone rings, heart stickers and little bottles of nail polish on the floor and stuffed that pony silly. Turns out the pony didn’t really have such big capacity to hold a lot of stuff, but we did our best and left it by the window till morning. The cat came over and sniffed it.