While in Memphis, we had plenty of time to try out Papa’s Wii, as seen here. These photos crack me up, and will amuse family, so those of you who actually like to read my writing will just have to wait for another day.
Oh but wait, aren’t the sisters cute when they aren’t saying “You’re a tattletale!”/”You’re a big meanie!”
As when I was a child, Papa was the one to beat. He shows no mercy, gives no quarter, even to the youngest competitor:
This can make the youngest competitors very fierce indeed:
The kids will spare no effort to beat Papa:
But really, does this match up look fair?
And so even when it seemed to rain 36 hours straight, a good time was had by all. And when I returned to my gym after almost 2 months away, I was able to breathe freely, but my right shoulder cried out in pain. Curse that Wii Tennis!