After climbing back up the driveway, Big Man found the paint ball guns and enjoyed a little (pretend) target practice in the backyard. Grandmom kept reminding him not to point the guns at people, but sometimes it's just too tempting. After all, how can he possibly wipe out all the "bad guys"if he can't point the guns in their direction?
To top things off, the boys got to hang out with one of their very favorite guys in all the world, Uncle Dave. Together they played the XBox (daddy played, too, but Pops escaped and took a rest) and ate hot wings (Pops didn't miss that one!) and just enjoyed being silly all weekend long. Uncle Dave, you rock!