Flat Stanley is heading home

Hi Everybody!!  I’m Flat Stanley and I came to Jojoba Hills, California, to visit my Grandma Belt.  Can you see me hanging on to the handle by the door of her rig?  She lives fulltime in her motorhome.  Some people think she is homeless, but she’s not.  Her home just has wheels to take her places across this country.  She is spending this winter in California.

I guess I have to tell you that she’s not my real grandma, but my friend, Not-So-Flat Avery, said she would adopt me as her grandson while I visited.  If you look closely at this picture you can see two other things in it that are important to this story.

The most important one is that I made friends with Emma the Dog!  Can you see how happy she is to have me sitting with her?  She’s funny!  She smiles by sticking her bottom teeth out.

The second important thing is that I got to help Grandma Belt drive her golf cart around.  Did you see it behind the motorhome in the first picture?  Well, when I got behind the steering wheel, Emma the Dog told me that she was a little nervous about me driving.  Ha!  I fooled her.  I didn’t hit anything as we made our way each day…

… to the dog park.  Emma the Dog gets to run around without her leash here, and take care of ‘business’ if you know what I mean.    Poop patrol isn’t much fun, though.

One day we went on a real adventure to find the Sea Serpant Dragon in Borrego Springs.  Oh boy, was it ever big!

That’s me and Not-So-Flat Grandma Belt standing under it’s fire breathing mouth!  I decided to call this dragon Puff.  Grandma knew why as she used to sing Puff the Magic Dragon.

Another day, I had to go to work with Grandma.  Our job was to stop people from driving on a road that was being paved in her park.  Lots of people wanted to drive right through, but we didn’t let them.  Their cars would have gotten stuck in all the new hot tar.  We were the safety patrol.

Taking Emma the Dog to the park every day, being on the safety patrol, and talking to Magic Dragons was a lot of hard work.  So, a couple of times we went to the pool to relax and ‘catch some rays’.  (That’s old time talk for sunbathing.)

One day, I even got to go in the hot tub with the guys.  That sure felt good.  They knew all about Flat Joey and his travels.  I figured out that many grandparents do.

Now it’s time for me to travel back to Dyer, Indiana.  I’m thinking that just maybe I can come back again  when Not-So-Flat Pheobe (Avery’s sister) is in second grade.  In the meantime, Grandma Belt wants me to tell Avery, Phoebe, and their Not-So-Flat Mother that she is very excited about them coming to visit in March.  Say hi to Puff for me, and if you’re really lucky you might get to help drive the golf cart too!

 

Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later,  Judy

P.S.  Since I don’t have a printer, this is the only way I could think of for getting the story I was supposed to write about Flat Stanley’s visit to Avery’s teacher.  Hopefully Robyn can print it off and give it to her for me.