Saturday, September 11, 2010

Because Every Birthday Should Be a Pirate Birthday

Ok, one of the reasons that I have been a little slow in putting out new material this week is that my wife and I were busy preparing for my son's fifth birthday. As with my younger son's superhero-themed party, we tried for something a little special. This time, however, we went with professionals.

I've mentioned it before, but my boys are totally inheriting their daddy's geeky inclinations. Given the choice of any birthday party, my son decided on pirates after his mommy found this nifty little outfit in Annapolis that does pirates cruises for kiddy birthdays.


Upon arrival at Pirate Adventures, the young but very enthusiastic staff corralled my boys and their friends for costuming, face-painting (mustaches and tattoos), and talk-like-a-pirate lessons. We then boarded the Sea Gypsy for a most-excellent cruise of the Chesapeake Bay. It was pretty awesome LARPing for the pre-literate crowd. The kids were led on a hunt for sunken treasure, avoided mermaid gangs and battled rival pirates with water cannons. My son instantly declared it the best birthday ever. Even though I'd sunk my heart into his brother's Superhero party I'd have to agree (though this one was a bit more expensive).


So that was my day. I've got over a week's worth of ideas that I'd like to turn into blog posts, but I have no idea if I'll have the chance tomorrow. I suspect that I'll be playing pirates with the boys for a good part of the day. :)

(I did manage to catch the end of the Michigan-Notre Dame game... woohoo! As if the day couldn't get any better!)

3 comments:

m.s. jackson said...

Man, you make me so envious every time you post about your boys. I am blessed with two girls and so I miss out on pirates, vikings, dragons and instead have to settle for princesses, fairies, and everything pink. God, tonight my oldest went to homecoming.....kill me now please.

Christian said...

Best birthday ever!

Risus Monkey said...

@Christian: indeed!

@Matt: Man, don't be so hard on yourself. I won't lie, though - I'm thrilled to have boys. More specifically, I'm thrilled to have *these* boys. I've seen some of my son's peers (boys) who are so *not* into all this pretend stuff. Heck, none my sister's boys play imaginatively like mine.