WATCH OUT FOR THAT TREE & P. F. FLYERS

Now, what in the world do those two subjects have in common? It might just be their relation to the same boy.

Don Andrew and Grandpa Sancho began early on one of our more recent adventures. For some reason there was a Jo Jo’s Circus marathon and we decided that one or two of those were enough. It was raining just a little but Don Andrew still wanted to go to the park. This we did and Don Andrew got to do the monkey bars numerous times.

But It was now time to return home. Don Andrew has no concept of time, unless it is snack time and he is hungry. Anyway we headed for the house with Don Andrew on his bike. Of course, after about a couple of blocks he ran off the road and got it down in the grass and the wheel wouldn’t work correctly (down there) so he thought he should ride Grandpa Sancho’s shoulders home and we would just carry his bicycle. Don Andrew figures things out quite well.

Back home it was snack time, of course, so we had a few grapes. Then it was out to the front yard where we rounded up a pretty tall pile of Don Andrew and Grandpa Sancho swords (sticks). We continue to share a very strong sense of adventure.

The Duke was raking leaves which gave our very brave knight a marvelous idea. He would swing on his rope and land in the pile of leaves. This he did many times but the pile seemed to always scatter out so we had to round those leaves up again.

Don Andrew reared back and got a very healthy swing at things, missed the pile of leaves, and crashed into the tree with his back. With this, our brave young knight did not even shed a tear. He only remembered the time in the back yard and the faithful or was it fateful words of George of the Jungle, Watch out for that tree!

This brings us to another issue. It seems that after Grandpa Sancho and Grandma Sancha came back to West Texas, our brave young knight was in a local department store. It seemed there was a big sale on something like Converse tennis shoes. They were high tops and resembled the P. F. Flyers Bennie the Jet Rodriquez wore to jump the fence and outrun the beast in Sandlot. It became very important to Don Andrew that he have a pair of those P. F. Flyers. Neither his Dad nor his Mom wanted to get them since they went in for a different brand. If my Grandpa was here he would buy them for me.

I just guess Grandpa Sancho and Grandma Sancha will have to make another trip to see Don Andrew soon because that boy needs to run faster and jump higher.