Eight is the best age... still young enough to not be embarrassed by the silly things your parents do, but old enough to appreciate it. My middle son turned 8 and we celebrated it in the typical fashion, WAY over the top of course! But, I have to say, it was just as much fun
for me and the hubby as it was for all the kids.
After all, you only turn 8 once.
for me and the hubby as it was for all the kids.
After all, you only turn 8 once.
The cake I didn't make, thanks to Albertson's.But now I have all the cute pieces, so my kids
will get a home-made pirate cake every birthday
from now on whether they want one or not.
The "Scurvy Dogs" (Fleas optional.)
The long-lost treasure map found,and the loot of a thousand pirates awaits!
Ho! What's this?
Could it be??
We've found it! We're rich beyond our wildest dreams!
Those are some happy pirates..complete with a sneer from "Cut-Throat" on the left.
Time to sail away with equal shares of the treasure!
Or just blast the ship to smithereens with an air cannon!
Another thing 8 year old boys love? Destruction!It was a wonderful, tiring day full of laughs, pirate talk, and some mayhem thrown in for good measure. Thanks to all the kids who came. Happy Birthday, Cap'n Patchy! We love you.
