Connor was in school, and Siena and I were just walking out of the grocery store. As we were walking out, a man was walking in. He had long, sandy blonde hair that was done up in a ponytail, sectioned off by several ponytail holders that went down the length of it vertically. Over the top of his head was a bandana. He had on holey jeans and a tight torn t-shirt and was making his way to the cigarrette counter.
I felt a tug on my arm and realized Siena had stopped walking to stare at this gentleman. Afraid of what she might say out loud (she’s just turned three) I gently coaxed her out of the store.
When we were outside, Siena looked up at me with a solemn expression. “Mommy.” she said gravely. “I saw a pirate.”
He probably would have liked that.
LOL!! that’s great! it’s so funny to heat the way they think:)
Oh swoon…..visions of Johnny Depp….and then Orlando Bloom go floating through my head.
Hi! Kristina, Dad and I laughed out loud about this story to each other several times this past weekend.It is too funny!:-)We will put this story in Siena’s memory box to be opened when she is 18. Great memories to share. Love, Mom