Ten years later my girls, 14 and 12, still enjoy dressing up, but they're off roaming the neighborhoods with their friends. My husband and I roam around looking for something to do!
Beware my mighty little pirate,
brandishing his wobbly scabbard,
snarling through his red
Pirates and Princesses
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My little pirate checks his look in the mirror
and isn't bothered a bit that his black-marker mustache
is eclipsed by his Gatorade one.
With his trusty scabbard, the world is his own.
My princess clack-clacks down the stairs with a golden gown,
Barbie high heels, and small sparkling gloves.
She isn't bothered a bit that her crown slips down over one eye
as she bounds over the last three steps.....
May her every pumpkin turn into a gleaming coach,
and may she find glass slippers in the most unexpected places.
God bless you today. May you find magic in the smallest events in your life....