Earlier, I knew they were in their art room doing art: coloring, putting on some of those washable tattoos, and just playing. After they cleaned up and left the room, I checked it out to make sure it was clean and saw this and thought it was great. All I could think was "Arrrgh, I'm a pirate!".
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Sunday, December 21, 2008
Arrrrrgh, I'm a Pirate!
My boys love movies and love to pretend. One of their favorites of both of those things is Pirates of the Caribbean. If I had a dollar for every time I've heard them talk about jack Sparrow and Will Turner, I'd be one year closer to retirement.
Earlier, I knew they were in their art room doing art: coloring, putting on some of those washable tattoos, and just playing. After they cleaned up and left the room, I checked it out to make sure it was clean and saw this and thought it was great. All I could think was "Arrrgh, I'm a pirate!".
Earlier, I knew they were in their art room doing art: coloring, putting on some of those washable tattoos, and just playing. After they cleaned up and left the room, I checked it out to make sure it was clean and saw this and thought it was great. All I could think was "Arrrgh, I'm a pirate!".
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