At Mason's birthday party last weekend we had a Spiderman pinata. After all the kids had a few turns whacking, we cut Mason loose. He was a wild man, eventually crushing the skull and severing the torso of Spiderman. That poor superhero was defenseless against that plastic bat (as was Jackie who kept trying to keep the rest of the kids out of the way).

I'm thinking it was a good thing that Cindy wasn't able to find the aluminum bat that I sent her searching for.