Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Children, Fun, Memories, Mothering, Mothers and Sons | Posted on 12-10-2016
Tags: memory, mother, mother-son
On a whim, my son and I robbed a bank.
I donned my saloon-dancer dress, put on my feather boa, and grabbed my gun. My son put on his best pinstripe suit, his newsboy cap, and grabbed his gun. His Tommy gun.
We grabbed bagfuls of cash and sped away.
To think I almost passed on doing an “old time photo.” With a price of $19.95, I was like, no way, that’s highway robbery!
It took a little convincing from Clyde.
I will never forget that highway robbery…the fun of getting into character, selecting the perfect gun, and striking a pose. It was the perfect mother-son adventure. And we each have a photo in our room to remember that historic moment.