Gobble Gobble

Well, we finished it...

...our sorry looking excuse for a turkey pinata. Minus the red wattle. it fell off in the car.

Uncle Ikey (Jet's youngest brother) held it for the kids. I would say he was a brave soul, but these armed children were not blindfolded. Therefore, his body parts were not in danger. :)

The kids opted out of blindfolds. wanting to make strategic, repeated *wacks* at the turkey.

Raegan, being the youngest (20 months), went first.

She was just thrilled to be the center of attention. allowed, even encouraged!, to hit something with a bat. Who needs candy when you got permission to destruct?!

Than came Symantha (2 1/2 years).

She actually made contact. And ripped a leg right off our fine feathered friend.

Then came Selah (4 1/2 yrs). She's going through a season where she avoids being the center of attention. So she only took one hit...

If you take a look at her stance, you can see that she was ready to bolt right after she swung.

And then came Trent (4 1/2 years). He meant business.

Then Jacob (5 years)...he only put the blindfold on for a few seconds. He wanted to plainly see his target.

...we had a hard time convincing him that his turn was, indeed, over. ;)

Moving onto Charis (6 years). She gave it her all. quite pleased that she took his head off. See the orange balloon flying off?

And then came Chris (7). He was so swift and powerful that I:

1. didn't have time to get a picture before he nailed the beasty. causing candy bags to fly across the room. and

2. didn't trust a 7 year old, boy-with-weapon enough to take my eye off of him so that I could take a picture. You could see he meant business...

So in order to avoid that taste for blood... Uh, I mean candy...I bagged the sweets in little ziplocks and put their names on the bags.

I had visions of larger children plowing down the smaller. all in attempts to stockpile the most candy. This way they just looked for the bag with their name on it. each with equal candy.

tear free. fight free. blood free. ah, sweet victory!

And just like that, we had a moment of calm while they ate their candy like sharks.

Raegan was especially intent on eating whatever she could, as quickly as she could. We don't do candy in our house very often. (next to never)

Afterward, they entertained themselves with the turkey's carcass. compliments of Uncle Ikey's example.

Man, how my girls love that guy! ;) ...and their Thanksgiving pinata that's gracing his head.