When we were little, for our birthdays, my dad would disappear into the basement and make magical constructions from boxes. Squealing, we’d race down the stairs and jump into the airplanes and trains and mazes he created. When it was his night to cook, we feasted on fantastically shaped pancakes, the chef taking rowdy and enthusiastic requests from his diners. There were snowball fights and broken windows (“DAD DID IT!” we shouted to mom, throwing him under the bus). There were midnight raids with a squirt gun dubbed The Green Avenger.
Being a pirate came naturally to him. And, consequently, I and my brothers and sister have no doubt where our treasure is.
read Kerri’s blog post about BEING A PIRATE
sometimes you have to be a pirate ©️ 2016 david robinson & kerri sherwood
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