Sunday, September 9, 2007
Sunday at the Mumfords
On Sunday, we started to battle. Alex jumps around. Zach takes the gun and starts shooting everyone with rubber discs. Nigel jumps in and starts attempting to make a booby trap. Zach gives the gun to Tim, who immediately shoots Alex. Things start to settle down. Now everybody's trying to tackle Dad. Still at it. When's Dad going to break a bone? Alex is lying on the floor moaning. Zach fakes kicking him. That's a normal Sunday at the Mumford's.
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8 comments:
Sounds dangerous, Timmy! Maybe you should come to Rochester to be safe. Good blog!
Oh how I wish I was there. Little boy battles used to be my favorite thing...
Tim, thank you for this post. It made me feel better to hear that my boys aren't the only brothers battling on Sundays. I'm also glad your dad hasn't broken any bones yet. Good job writing!
Hey, is Mom the referee? Or, does she go off and pretend there is not all out war in the house. Thanks for the post.
Sounds like something Charlie would have LOVED! I love that you started a blog Mr. Tim...I look forward to reading more. :-) Courtney
familiar though it may be, that did get a few laughs out of me. Nice blog- keep up the good work!
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