
I almost twisted my ankle again to get pinata shots. I had pulled a bench out to stand on to get an overhead shot and ended up falling off the bench, twisting my ankle, bruising my wrist, and dropping Jeff's camera. Luckily, everything is OK and I only have a bruise. This is the time of year that I have in the past twisted my knee or twisted my strained my ankle so I am thankful that my ankle feels fine.
The story of the pinata is a sour one as most pinata stories go. Let's just say my friend's child got a fist in his stomach and as usual with pinata's children cried over not getting any candy... one of them being the giver of the punch. Phew! I was glad this wasn't my party to host. It was hosted by one of my prayer partners. She handled it well.

This is her daugher, Susana... you'd think she was one of mine with her dark eyes and skin. I like this picture even though I accidentally focused on the candles instead of her.