James and I stood patiently beneath the oak contemplating how to hang a pink pinata that said 'Princess' on it from one of the branches.
James finally accomplished the task.
James - 'It's a good thing, I'm not evil.'
Me - 'Why?'
James - 'Because I'm a genius.'
And so the afternoon ensued, cousins by the dozen invading the island eyes set on the pretty pink prize hanging from the tree. Finally, it was time and we all gathered round for the show. One, two, three whacks. No dice. Alas, the blind fold came out, and three forcefully placed precision whacks later, a swarm of children dove simultaneously at a pile of candy floating down from the tattered pink ribbons floating in the breeze.
The afternoon rolled into evening and finally folks motored off to their own family dinners.
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