Today, daddy ran the Turkey Trot at school and placed 2nd overall.  For his part, the little guy refused to run..although daddy sure did give it a try with him.

These two crack me up sometimes. Laughing one minute..at each other’s neck the next.  For example, they played war yesterday. Z was super excited with his Ace..only to be outdone with daddy’s joker. Someone was none to happy.

And then there was bowling. The two of them went yesterday..and mommy stayed home for some R and R (holler, online shopping). When they arrived home, I said did you have fun–couldn’t have gotten two different responses. Z, it was fun.  Daddy: ugh, he got mad that he didn’t get strike and then threw 6 straight gutters on purpose.

Two ultra competitive boys that both laugh and cry together…but in the end are there for each other.