Saturday, September 30, 2006

we fail to stick to our guns

As many of our friends and acquaintances (not to mention the more devoted readers of this blog) full well know, Anton and I are opposed to pinatas for small children. We think they promote violence and greediness. There's something so disturbing and perverse about giving little kids a baseball bat and asking them to pulverize a dainty mermaid or an adorable puppy (it's less unsettling if it's a Darth Vader pinata or a star-shaped one, but usually it's a princess or a mermaid or a cute animal, in our experience).

Less aggressive children are punished by receiving little or no swag, and the largest, pushiest children are rewarded for trampling the others. Iris, a shy, underaggressive toddler, cried unconsolably after leaving one birthday party where she got nothing from the pinata (the bully boy toddlers were rolling in the swag that day). Anton desperately offered to take her to a drugstore and buy her all the candy she wanted, but she refused. She wanted the pinata candy, and nothing else would suffice.

So anyhow, Lola is turning four tomorrow, and she was hellbent on having a pinata. We ignored her requests, thinking she'd forget it, but she brought it up again and cried when we said there would be no pinata. Immediately we backed down, and ridiculously today we spent $65 for a huge pinata, larger than the birthday child herself, shaped like SpongeBob's friend, Patrick, not to mention $15 worth of candy to stuff the damn thing with. Lola has already fallen for Patrick ("He's like a friend!") and senses how disturbing it will be to bash him with a stick. I offered to her that we just hang him up as a decoration and keep him, just giving the candy to her friends, but she wants to go through with it.

Dammit, Anton and I have folded on this issue, and to the tune of $80 as well.

My to do list, to be accomplished by 1:00 pm tomorrow afternoon:

- Clean house.
- Make grocery list for food to be served to parents (I'm thinking homemade salsas, at least two, chips, and beer),
- Buy fruit for children (we're also ordering cheese pizzas),
- Bury dead mouse (a moribund mouse wandered into our dining room to die the other day. The six idiotic cats didn't notice it; my cleaning people thought it must have been another one of my pets and left it alone except to show it to me); I made it a cozy nest to pass its last hours in but haven't dealt with its corpse resting in the backyard;
- Finish laundry;
- Create SpongeBob posters to decorate house with;
- Get out SpongeBob crap left over from Iris's 4th birthday (also a SpongeBob party, except that one was also Tiki-ish, and I had more grown-ups present who drank a ton of exotic punch and wore Hawaiian shirts, plus it was 90+ degrees out that day, whereas this party's forecast is cold, foggy, and windy weather).

What I really want to do: go to bed with a novel and my medications. I am Still Sick, but Lola's birthday is no respecter of parental poor health or parental scruples. The Patrick pinata must go up and be beaten with sticks, no matter how sick I am.

6 comments:

Janababy said...

I've always said "pinata" is Spanish for "everybody cries" -- I don't get it either. Blindfolding kids with bats seems a bit much for me. I have also seen parents get all crazy in having back-up goodie-bags to supplement the Lord-of-the-Flies death grab.

I hope the party goes well -- Six cats? Wow!

the Drunken Housewife said...

Only three of them live here. The other three are foster kittens, just passing through, and in fact their number is up. I'll be taking them to the pound next week to put them up for adoption. That is always so upsetting; they always look up at me in disbelief and meow heartbreakingly at me as I walk away, leaving them in a little cage.

I'll probably foster another litter after this, and then we'll be back down to the regular three cats.

Zoe said...

Happy Birthday LOLA! Congrats to Drunken Housewife and Sober Husband for making it through four years of having TWO kids!

Perhaps Lola will get very upset when Patrick is beaten to death with a stick, and will never want another pinata again? Is it too wrong to hope for that?

texzmissy said...

I don't get why pinatas are so popular everywhere...they are a cultural thing here--and they are not at every party. I remember our now 14 year old's fifth birthday--I got an especially ugly blackbird pinata to supplement the Lion King Theme. (Okay, he was supposed to be Rakiki.) Luckily, my nephew finally took the bat and managed to break open the thing after numerous rounds of failed dents--but I remember after that lots of adults crying,. "William, put the bat down!"

But we only did pinatas a couple of times--just takes too long to break it open when you only have little ballet girls swinging--even with no blindfolds!

Janababy said...

Hey, how did the par-tay go? I hope it was a success!!

Asli said...

My daughter and I made a pinata for her 5th birthday - papier mache over a balloon (we didn't make a character or animal - we just painted it and decorated it with glitter). I am not too crazy about them either, but we had so much fun making the pinata - more than breaking it - that we made another one after her birthday just to keep!