Conversations with Charlie - Playing Pirates
Over the summer Charlie was home all day. With the dog. My mantra became “Leave the dog alone”. The poor dog was definitely counting the days until school started. She also made for a lousy playmate. Of course it was most likely because of things like this….
One morning the dog came running into my office with Charlie hot on her heels. Ruby (dog) ran under my desk to hide. Charlie was wearing his pirate hat and had a play sword in each hand. Charlie was most upset with Ruby.
“Mommy, Ruby won’t play pirate with me! She won’t be the Bad Pirate and let me stab her dead with my sword!”