Many years ago, we used to take off in a 34 foot trailer with the 4 kids and find our alone time.
Part of that alone time included movies on the flat screen TV in the trailer, after a full day of sun, sand and salt water.
My kids basically grew up watching the Pirates of the Caribbean movies, in an Americamp 5th wheel ta boot. Every time a new one came out on VCR or DVD, we would grab it and watch it in the trailer….over and over again. When we moved here, we made a family outing of going to see the newest release at the movie theater.
Last Spring, the much anticipated Dead Men Tell No Tales was due in theaters and I sent a text to my college boys saying basically “Come home. Dinner and a movie Pirates of the Caribbean weekend time!”
And you know what? My 22yo and 19yo drove home from college to go to a Disney movie with their family.
This, my friends, is the definition of us.
My kids rock.
Family first babies.
And never forget the rum. Arrrr.