
For the record, I bought that pirate costume at a thrift store for $5 in the Bronx when T was 19 months old and it has been worn every single season since. Now that is $5 well spent. Also I should mention that the manager at Krispy Kreme remembered us from last year, and even asked where, "the other boy was." Sniff. Tear. At school. She gave us tattoos for Ev and T, a bouncy red balloon, two dozen donuts for dressing up, and when she saw Everett marveling at their special pirate donuts she gave him one of those as well. She also said she was excited to see us next year with a baby pirate in tow. Gold star, that manager, a gold star should definitely go to her. Everett was in attention-heaven and loved that everyone was looking at us. And yep, as we walked through Penn Station pretty much everyone was looking at us! He also made a rule that we were only allowed to speak in pirate voices while we were dressed up, so we made quite the adorable scene on the C train. I love that little pirate and was so glad we could share such a fun, special morning together!
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