Happy Birthday, Judy Schachner - August 20
"Can we do that, AGAIN?"
My oldest son said this the morning of August 20th after we reminisced how we celebrated Judy Schachner's birthday four years ago.
|In 2011, my daughter was 6 and my son was 3.|
|My youngest is on the right with his sippy cup. He was probably just waking up from his afternoon nap to find us finishing up The Great Bumblebeeto" piñata.|
One of the reasons I write this blog is so I can have conversations like this with my children. I love hearing them recall a fun time we had together that was inspired by a picture book. I like to call them memorable family reading experiences.
Skippyjon Jones, a book I still love to read aloud. Then, we made a piñata just like the one we made four years ago and the one that is in Skippyjon Jones' closet the day he became Skippito the Great Sword Fighter and met the Los Chimichangos, a group of colorful chihuahuas and saved them and their frijoles from the Great Bumbleeto.
After this year's family reading experience, which I have dubbed Bumblebeeto 2.0, my oldest children will have an even stronger memory of reading Skippyjon Jones and my youngest children will now have their own memory of reading the book and making the "bumblebee." My hope is that I have something else my children will want to talk about when they get older, like when they are teenagers. (Here's to hoping! I hear those teenage years are rough on a parent's self-esteem.)
|The next day, August 21st, after the pâpier maché dried my youngest two children painted the piñata.|
|The Great Bumblebeeto looks like he is smiling!|
|"Holy Frijoles!" cried Skippito as he thrust his sword into the air.|
|Four years earlier there was another Skippito with a sword in our backyard.|
|My youngest daughter, who wasn't around the first time we made a Bumblebeeto piñata, is now three years old. She used her sword as the "bean-eating Bandito hovered only inches away" from her face.|
|My oldest son, now seven years old, tried to send the Great Bumblebeeto over the right field wall with his swing.|
|My oldest daughter, now 10, , she fears "not a single bandito."|
|We didn't even make it twice though the rotation before, "POP! went the Bandito."|
|"Yip, Yippee, Yippito! Our hero is El Skippito!"|
|I was thankful that The Great Bumblebeeto was not too damaged. I will be able to keep him as a keepsake of this memorable family reading experience.|