He has beaten his Father.
They have been playing together for twenty years, tennis, basketball, swimming, chess, we could go on and on, but with the exception of maybe ping pong, my brute husband has always prevailed........but times have changed my friends, and roles are beginning to reverse, and although I don't think he is quite ready for the wheelchair, there is a tiny chink in his otherwise flawless armour.
Dakota was the victor on the golf course today, and came home sunburn and beaming with pride. His father gave him the proper kudos,
smiled for the camera,
and then swiftly wrestled all six foot one and 200 lbs. of college flesh to the floor...