Arrgghh, matey!

This weekend, Cameron had a rollicking good time at a pirate-themed birthday party. The festivities began with a treasure hunt, complete with maps. By the end, he and his friends were decked out in eye patches, hats and swords. The fearsome buccaneers ate hotdogs, ran wild, made ice cream sandwiches and survived the party without any mutiny. All that swashbuckling was a bit much for Cameron, though, and I snapped this photo of the weary captain when we arrived home.

Grandma Linda and Grandpa Frank were visiting, and Cameron roused himself so he might get in a little more pirate fun with Grandpa.Meanwhile, Matthew got reacquainted with his grandma. Matthew is reaching that age where separation anxiety rears its ugly head and was at first a bit tentative about this vaguely familiar stranger. It didn't take long for him to warm up, though. It's strange, Grandma Linda reminds him of someone . . . if only he could put his finger on it . . .

Grandpa Frank, with his deep voice and scratchy beard, was another story all together. Matthew was on high alert all weekend, on the lookout and ready to sound the alarm should he catch sight of scary Grandpa Frank. If Matthew is anything like Cameron, though, he'll be Grandpa Frank's best buddy in a few years. After all, as Cameron told Grandma Linda, "Grandpa Frank's a lot more fun than you."