Boy, is grandpa game. We have very specific rules about playing with swords or "shooter-guns", the theoretical weapon Monito barely knows about. No pain is involved, no actual body-whacking is usually involved. Then grandpa comes to visit and allows a full-on pirate play bonanza. There was dressing up, there was Argh-ing, there were weapon malfunctioning as they were beaten into a pile of plastic, foam and coats-of-arms.
Grandpa spent most of the time on the floor, which gave Monito a clear sense of advantage. He was merciless.
There was about 20 minutes of play before they retired to the couch to watch Peter Pan and admire the sword-fighting skills of Captain Hook and Pan.
There was a little love expressed, too. This boy LOVES his grandpa. It has taken a full week to deprogram the fighting free-for-all skills. We now have Homestead Rules and Grandpa Rules for duels. We can't wait for the next altercation.