Look what the Mister bought our #2 son for his 16th birthday—a mini disc golf basket. When I saw it, I immediately thought about all the mini discs that will be thrown at that basket in our living room. And all the mini discs that will miss hitting the new toy and will go all over the place. Plus all the mini discs that both sons will throw at each other in order to inflict bodily harm . . . just because they’re boys.
Better move the picture frames!