An unexpected treat awaited us when we arrived home tonight. Max and good bud Spencer were ‘chillin’ (I feel so hip) doing a little P90X (an oxymoron I know) and in the ping pong, teen-age hangout room, we actually had ‘da boyz’ playing some ping pong and beating each other up. It was great. A few more games of ping pong were played, some additional fighting occurred and of course various feats of strength to see who could match Chris’ forearm power portrayed in the rowing pic from last night’s blog.
Boyz…it was great to see you all.
We’re proud of all of you. Keep working hard! (that goes for all of our teenage contacts out there!)
Play Hard, Be Safe and Have Fun. Remember, the only person I ever said that to? As of tonight, that’s for all of you, starting with ‘da boyz’.