Yo Ho and a Bottle of Rum...

Our good friends from the old neighborhood had a party for Labor Day. Not to out of the ordinary, right?

He became dead set on the idea of a pirate party awhile back, though I'm not sure why. I think it started from the neighborhood pool parties we had in the old stomping ground. Or maybe it was just a good excuse to dress up and drink lots of Rum. And yes, the mast was taller than the two story house and you could see it upon entering the neighborhood. And yes, he threatened to make people walk the plank (aka enter the dunk tank) if they weren't quite piratey enough. Regardless, kids and grownups alike had a blast dressed in their pirate gear and the splashing in the pools. In fact, Lili had to wear her pirate gear for several days straight, even to Costco. That's my little pirate girl.