Monday, October 14, 2013

That's What Grandpa's Are For

Heard lots if banging downstairs then Grant came up and asked if Greg and I would come watch him kick a field goal. Huh? In my basement? Then he told me Jacob would hold the ball for him and he would kick it. So I went. They had a great setup with a bunch of pillows to "receive" the ball. So they setup for the kick. Jacob holds, Grant kicks and then my picture frame (hanging on the wall behind) shatters. Field goal Pawlak! I love boys!

As a result of the basement debacle last night, we now have a field goal post in the front yard. Jacob called Grandpa and he was over lickety split with a field goal post. Spoiled I tell you. Spoiled.


 

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