Dear Jackson,
Tonight we went with all the youth and some college students to play laser tag. I thought you might like to know that your mama came in second place on her team. Victims were yelling out her name - Duce, which was supposed to be Goose - because she was so ruthless. She was a sniping fiend. And your dad, well, he was the second and then third highest scorer of everyone who played Laser Tag the whole day. Typical. I promise neither of your parents is competitive at all.
Love,
Mommy
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Youth events always bring about the best in us. I can so tell that you are not the competitive type...
woohoo!
I was the reigning Chubby Bunny champion in the 7th grade...beat the runner up by 1/2 a marshmallow. :D
..and the best part was that I beat an 8th grade BOY.
But I'm not competitive either ;)
Your mommy is not competitive at all. No. Not at volleyball, riverdancing, bowling, card games...not at all :o)
Wow! You're a way cooler wife than me...I'm too scared of laser tag! We could learn a lot from you...
The life of a youth pastor's wife - there's nothing like it! My favorite is bowling night - followed closely by mini-golf night.
I found your blog via a link from a link - and I'm so glad that I did! Thanks for sharing your mommy stories. And your pastor's wife stories too. :)
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