Monday, June 21, 2010

There comes a time....

"There comes a time in every rightly constructed boy's life when he has a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure"--Mark Twain ...even if that treasure was just hidden by someone's mom,
and the map is really not that old is hidden in the garage, and the edges are burned with matches,
and it just shows the neighborhood instead of a desert island,
and you don't really understand where the treasure is hidden,
and then you find it and ask someone to hide it again,
and the treasure is just a bunch of old jewelry and rocks,
it is the very best treasure of all. And so is the life of a Pirate.


Chelsea Stebar said...

So, Jacquie and I were reminiscing the other day about the silly things we used to do when we were kids. And as we sat there, laughing about how much fun we used to have, I thought, "Man, Aunt Rachel's kids are gonna have the most fabulous memories of their childhood when they grow up." You're awesome.

Rachel B said...

I love you Chelsea. What a very sweet thing to say.

Greg & Andrea said...

I agree with Chelsea you are giving your children such a wonderful childhood. Full of games, laughter, imagination and love. Just what ever kids needs.