My kids were knighted this week! They are no longer a Roadrunner or a Bulldog, but officially a "Kings" Knight. That's what your called if you attend the Kings local school district. I
love that mascot name. I grew up a Trojan and a Bronco. Never a fan of either one. I guess a Trojan would have been fine, but only if you were talking about the Ancient Greek kind. And I'm pretty sure there has never been a real Bronco sighting in southern Florida. I look forward to supporting my Knights for many many years.
Here's how my Knights began their first day of school.
The royal breakfast was served!
Sir William - super cool
"Jr. High" Knight
(He rides by night!)
And his trusty steed.
(This was as close as I could get without embarrassing....as if!)
Sir John awaits his steed....
In full armor!
Sir Anna (What would you call a girl knight...surely not a maid?)
Off to conquer and secure the castle!
My not yet knighted David awaits his fair maiden and we ride off together to the land of Lego's one last time!
The end.
The royal breakfast was served!
Sir William - super cool "Jr. High" Knight
And his trusty steed.
Sir John awaits his steed....
In full armor!
Sir Anna (What would you call a girl knight...surely not a maid?)
Off to conquer and secure the castle!
My not yet knighted David awaits his fair maiden and we ride off together to the land of Lego's one last time!
It twas a glorious day for the kingdom as the knights began their training. In Powell fief the Baron, Lord Dad, found the silence of the fief most enjoyable and productive as he went about managing the affairs of the kingdom. As the day wore on and the labors of running a fief grew on the Baron, the silence grew to a deafening pitch. Having his knights away was....different....lonely perhaps. Alas the knights did return one by one to fill the fief with joy, laughter and love. The Baron was once again happy.
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