When you're six and ten leaving home to travel miles away from family and friends seems like a devastating proposition. For the boys embracing a nomadic lifestyle also meant a few unexpected perks along the way. Like meeting kids they've developed friendships with online. We made a point to travel through Ft. Worth with the sole intention of stopping to see Tre in his home town. We made arrangements to meet him and his dad at a local park.
We finally arrived after being sent on a bit of a goose chase by our trusted friend Siri. None of us knew that the city was holding a festival in the park. The whole area was fenced off so they could set up for the event. Tre's Dad had a mature look about him and I was a bit surprised when he suggested walking through the opening in the foreboding fence anyway. He had that cool attitude of someone who likes to challenge the rules. That "what are they going to do" mentality. So our little troop marched all the way through the park and up to the playground. No one interfered with our procession so we figured we were in the clear. The kids ran off to play and we settled in to the benches.
Not long after settling in we were approached by security for the event. I went into my usual "oh really, I didn't realize" mode of explanation. Tre's Dad had a much different approach, however, and I sheepishly have to admit that I respected his candor. To my utter astonishment he told security we saw the signs and decided to see if we could get away with it anyway. Obviously the security guards are not going to have you arrested for this infraction, but I guess it never occurred to be to be so blatantly forthright.
What occurred next was a long escort to our entry point, so that security could close up the breach. I teased the kids on the way out. Telling them to hurry up before they decided to lock us in for good. Now it was our group of six standing around our vehicles in a grove of trees. No more playground to entertain the kids. Luckily being mobile has it's advantages. We carry a tote full of the kids water guns and happened to have a two gallon water jug with a spigot. All the kids were Call of Duty fans so for the next thirty minutes to an hour they entertained themselves with an all out water gun war. Tre's Dad even got in on the action. It was a great adventure and one the boys will not forget.
We finally arrived after being sent on a bit of a goose chase by our trusted friend Siri. None of us knew that the city was holding a festival in the park. The whole area was fenced off so they could set up for the event. Tre's Dad had a mature look about him and I was a bit surprised when he suggested walking through the opening in the foreboding fence anyway. He had that cool attitude of someone who likes to challenge the rules. That "what are they going to do" mentality. So our little troop marched all the way through the park and up to the playground. No one interfered with our procession so we figured we were in the clear. The kids ran off to play and we settled in to the benches.
Not long after settling in we were approached by security for the event. I went into my usual "oh really, I didn't realize" mode of explanation. Tre's Dad had a much different approach, however, and I sheepishly have to admit that I respected his candor. To my utter astonishment he told security we saw the signs and decided to see if we could get away with it anyway. Obviously the security guards are not going to have you arrested for this infraction, but I guess it never occurred to be to be so blatantly forthright.
What occurred next was a long escort to our entry point, so that security could close up the breach. I teased the kids on the way out. Telling them to hurry up before they decided to lock us in for good. Now it was our group of six standing around our vehicles in a grove of trees. No more playground to entertain the kids. Luckily being mobile has it's advantages. We carry a tote full of the kids water guns and happened to have a two gallon water jug with a spigot. All the kids were Call of Duty fans so for the next thirty minutes to an hour they entertained themselves with an all out water gun war. Tre's Dad even got in on the action. It was a great adventure and one the boys will not forget.