Early Friday morning, Emma Jo of the East Texas prairie climbed a tree to scout for trouble. It was Halloween, after all. Finding none, she visited her grandma, fed the rabbits, and gathered the eggs. Later, when dressed to go calling on friends in town, she heard sea chanties being sung lustily nearby.
Twirling in fright, she began running for the safety of the house.
She had to stop, though, to admire her boots. At that moment an evil,
vain,
singing pirate, leaped from the bushes, grabbed her, and whisked her away in his pirate truck.
Early Friday morning, Emma Jo of the East Texas prairie climbed a tree to scout for trouble. It was Halloween, after all. Finding none, she visited her grandma, fed the rabbits, and gathered the eggs. Later, when dressed to go calling on friends in town, she heard sea chanties being sung lustily nearby.
Twirling in fright, she began running for the safety of the house.
She had to stop, though, to admire her boots. At that moment an evil,
vain,
singing pirate, leaped from the bushes, grabbed her, and whisked her away in his pirate truck.
2 comments:
Ba-ha-ha-ha!
Chelsea and I are still cackling over this one. Wait till Garrett sees. :)
Your children are sassily cute, Wendy.
Hi, Cay!
Glad y'all enjoyed it. I had a lot of fun writing it. Emma and I enjoyed seeing your girls dressed up for Halloween, too. Why are there no pictures of Garrett? Was he too scary for a family-oriented blog?!
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