many of you might not know this, but my daddy was a pirate. that’s right. a swashbuckling, gun-shooting, treasure stealing pirate in the Gasparilla parade in Tampa, Florida. every year in late January, the pirates invade the city on a full sized pirate ship and proceed to parade through the street throwing beads and other goodies to the parade watchers. my dad would wear a big, scary black wig, aviator sunglasses, and get nasty scars and bullet wounds painted on his face. at 6’6″ all decked out in his pirate gear, he was kind of scary!
even though I don’t live in Tampa anymore, a little piece of my heart will always remain there. I get especially nostalgic this time of year when everyone is preparing for the pirates to invade the city. needless to say, I think I’d buy this tee for our little man, even if we weren’t there. I’m sure he’d be the cutest pirate on the block.