Viva Fiesta

During the week of the birthday fun, San Antonio decided to celebrate Fiesta. It is kind of its own little party celebrating our Alamo heritage from both the angle of the defenders and the Mexicans. They even have a mock battle with Flowers instead of ammunition. We have yet to participate in any of the city activities since we all are in bed before most of the celebrations start, but thankfully the schools do their part in celebrating. They have cascarones, parties with nachos and otter pops (yeah, otter pops have nothing to do with anything) and piñatas*.
Mia's piñata was adorable and loaded with delicious treats to "share" whether she wanted to or not.

*Incidentally, the day I helped out at Tiago's class fiesta party was the last day he went to school. I was so enraged at what happened or I should say what wasn't happening in regards to education that I could no longer be ok with sending him there even if it was for only 2 1/2 hours. I think that if I hadn't just been dressed in a pink sequined number for Talia's birthday party and feeling a little hot from standing in the Texas sun, it might have been a little less dramatic. In any case, I wish I would have come to this conclusion clear back in September.