Yes, it was time for the annual Easter egg slingshot competition… SuperGuy dyed all these eggs…he’s crazy…notice how weird he is…all sorted by color.
Okay, I admit…they look kinda pretty like that…
And here was our target this year. This poor blow up money hung from a tree branch…
Everyone lined up for their turn to shoot the eggs with the slingshot.
We had a few injuries this year… like a backfired egg…okay, to be honest…Michael shot himself 3, count ’em THREE times this year. This has never happened before in the 12 plus years we’ve been doing the slingshot competition.
My door got hit too…
My mom is always up for watching some good boy fun, and enjoyed the silliness that is our slingshot competition. I love that she loves my boys so much…(she is still so pretty…)
Some of us enjoyed the competition by drinking champagne…
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, of course, we had to have at least a few brotherly scuffles along the way.
I’ll edit the rest of the photos and put them up on Facebook later today.
Just another crazy family tradition at our house…