Ahoy there, me hearties! All hands on deck, we have some partying to do! Arrrr!
Now, hats on, and don't forget - no self-respecting pirate admits to having two working eyes. Eyepatches it is, mateys! (What scurvy dog cut the elastic too short? They should be thrown into Davy Jones' locker.)
|Hats ready for assembly. From Yellow Moon but the elastic really was too short.|
All of ye who can wield a pen, get drawing a treasure map. We wouldn't want to mislay our loot, would we now?
|Toby wrote his name backwards and Blogger uploaded this sideways, just to confuse you.|
Shiver me timbers! Where did those gems and spyglasses go? Get hunting, me hearties, and the last one back with the swag is a scurvy dog.
|Each pirate had to find these in the treasure hunt.|
Now, this is a strange parcel, methinks. Let's pass it round, and when the shanty stops, why, 'tis your turn to unwrap a layer.
|One of his real presents, actually, but I love the expression.|
Climb the rigging, lads and lassies, and pin your flags to the mast!
|Pin the tail on the donkey just wasn't piratical enough.|
Avast there! It be time for the GRUB.
By Davy Jones himself, this is a fine chest of treasure. Gold doubloons for all, me beauties, and fair winds to ye!
|Chocolate cake treasure chest|
|Gold coin biscuits for sharing at preschool|