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There' a Pirate in My Bed

It's exhausting pillaging ships all day.
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  1. RachelOctober 1, 2010 at 2:30 PM

    Exhausting for sure!!!

    So what do you call it when your kid takes a tea kettle and Cranky the Crane to bed with him?

    Cuz I can't figure it out... but I have the pictures as blackmail :)

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  2. Lisa Page RosenbergOctober 1, 2010 at 8:28 PM

    Careful - I hear the parrots can keep you up - big talkers.

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  3. M-CatOctober 2, 2010 at 6:27 PM

    As long as the pirate doesn't dream he's swabbing the decks and pees the bed, all is good!
    So cute

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  4. CountessLaurieOctober 3, 2010 at 5:52 PM

    Ahhh, and a cute one at that...

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