Enemies

Walker came home last week and said:

"My pal Wade and I have enemies!"

"Oh really?" I said. Thinking that they were playing a game at recess.

"Yeah... all the girls chase us at recess!" "So we decided they're our enemies!"

Fast forwarding to yesterday he came home with this... on another newish pair of pants!

He had to use his "turbo speed" to out run those girls... aka "the enemies", resulting in tripping and stumbling on the blacktop. Knee was okay. Mama's pocketbook is thinking we may have to do the 70's patches!