Our neighbors two doors down asked if we had seen the boat yet. Not in the ocean, which is just a few blocks away, but in the neighbors’ backyard oba dare (That’s how Frida says “over there.”) We had to tramp through some pretty high grass and, I suspect, some poison sumac. But our short hike led to a pirate ship, complete with a mast and sails, a ship’s wheel, and a bin of clothes for dressing up like pirates! Ahoy mateys!
Frida was in heaven, even though she fell off the ladder trying to get down out of the boat (I feyl off boat! I feyl off boat! Was her refrain the rest of the evening.). Two little boys came tearing out of the neighbor’s house, followed by their sweet mom, who invited us to come play on the boat anytime.
As you can see, I was wearing an unconventional outfit. I grabbed this blazer on the way out of the house because there was a little chill in the air. And I don’t usually hike in my Freda Salvador booties, but sometimes when a toddler is involved, you have to favor speed over appropriateness. Anyway, slightly inappropriate is better than bland, right? Arrr!