Caveman & Momma's Boy

Owen: "I love Momma too, but Will REALLY loves Momma."  (The reason I decided to type in Momma's Boy) for Will. NOT THAT THERE IS ANYTHING WRONG WITH THAT, but WP has certainly favored Mom, and o'Mike has certainly favored Dad almost from the 1st day of their births.

Yesterday was making memory time for me any my g'boys.  After inhaling Bueno in 6 minutes (they don't savor their food for hours like my g'girls do), they immediately wanted to head to the arcade at the Bowling Alley. 

(Note to others: go ahead and spend the $100 on the pre-paid card; as you will get credit for $125. Then, after you go through $35 in 35 minutes you won't feel nearly as bad, because it only cost you $10 the first time).

Momma's boy lost the game of bowling to Caveman by the score of 78 to 74.  "Owen, stop throwing the ball so hard ~ you're going to break the pins!" says WP to his brother, who is definitely ready for a heavier ball, and yes, he was hurling it down the lane with all his might, and you should have heard him grunting while doing it.  Sounded like a real caveman.

They wanted popcorn, and at least 20% of it ending up on the floor, which I picked up and placed in the dish, telling them both "Don't eat this."  I leave to get a drink, and WP says upon my return "Pappy, Owen ate the trash popcorn, and the kernels."  I look at o'Mike and he shrugs his shoulders and grins like the Caveman that he is.

WP wanted 'revenge' in the arcade from losing the game of bowling (he didn't want to bowl a 2nd game), and promptly won the 1st game of air hockey 7-5, to lose the 2nd game 6-4, to win the 3rd game 7-1.  As you know, WP is super competitive.

Next, race cars and ski balls.  o'Mike won the ski ball, and then WP set a track best of 117 on the Tokyo drift.  For his age, his driving skills are amazingly reflexive, anticipating turns with adroit skill.

To close out our day in the arcade, we spent the next $25 dollars and 25 minutes at the basketball shot game.  WP had set the machine record of 45 the last time we were here, and he was determined to break his record.  I didn't keep scores, but he had several in the high 30's, several in the low 40's, once a 44, and then this one; a 50!  He has so pumped, hooting, hollering, fist-bumping his brother, and you can see the 50 at the bottom of the picture.  To get his 50, he made 9 shots in a row, then a miss, then 6 shots in a row, and I forget after that how many more he made.  He was on fire.

We then proceeded out of our new home under construction to check on things.  I had a few things to do with the sledgehammer that I had brought, and to the amazement of Caveman, he saw it, smiled, and said "Pappy, you have Thor's Hammer!"  Of which, he grabbed, and literally went around smashing every rock, pipe, and object that he could find.  I warned him early not to get Thor's hammer near my truck, as I liked it just the way it was.  Caveman worked up a good sweat swinging this 20lb sledge, and of course I was amazed at his power, as the hammer weighed 1/3 what he weighed.

With the sledgehammer, he occasionally got his superhero roles mixed up.  A few times he was swinging it as "Hulk Smash!", but most of the time in stayed in his role of Thor.  When he raised it into the sky waiting for the lighting to strike, he did have to use 2 hands though.

WP make the most profound statement of the day though when he said "You know you gave that hammer to the wrong person don't you Paps?"  That made me laugh.

Finally, Thor relinquished his hammer, and allowed me to use it for what I had brought it for, and after a few minutes of pounding, WP made another announcement that I found funny when he yelled from the back of the truck "Come on Gramps, are you about done?, let's go, it's hot in here!"  Where did he hear Gramps?  He's always called me Pappy.

To finish out our day, we stopped at the ubiquitous QT on the corner, where they chose corn dogs, chips, drinks, candy bars, and a cappuccino for WP.  Maybe something else too. I bought the 1st round, then Mom arrived to pick them up, and she bought the 2nd round.

I LOVE you boys!  I missed you so much.  Hope you had as much fun as I did.

I am a blessed man!