We don’t recall ever seeing a piñata like this Christmas tree version we found at the market. We hated to let the kids beat it to pieces but that is what piñatas are for after all. This one did not have a clay pot in it but the kids still had a hard time doing any damage to it. After a couple times through the line (from shortest to tallest…which was pretty much youngest to oldest as well), we brought in Cameron to take some whacks at it.
I suppose we should have blindfolded him but we DID want him to break it so we could get on with the candy and toy gathering. It only took a couple of Cameron-sized whacks to rain down the candy.
This was a nice change from our first Christmas in Mexico when the neighborhood kids in Cuernavaca nearly broke one of Cameron’s fingers in the greedy rush to scoop up the sugary treasure. He cringed from ever getting close to the action ever since, but he didn’t have to worry about getting stepped on since he was twice the size of most of the little ones this time around…and he was careful not to squish any of them!