No Father's Day would be complete without our annual, traditional Family Croquet Extravaganza!
This year, for the first time in Croquet Extravaganza history, we had more players than mallets and balls! This year, we had the boys. . .
and the girls . . .
but we don't play teams in our back yard! Oh, no! It's cut-throat, everyone-out-for-themselves style croquet!
This year's match featured . . .
Reigning Champion, Bust-a-Ball Brian
Out-for-Blood Erin (Hey! Who put me in the trees?)
Killer-Keith (Who, as a newcomer to the Extravaganza, was somewhat baffled by our odd take on "rules.")
The Bionic Woman (who seemed to have extra power in her swing this year; must be the hardware in her ankle)
and, of course, Jenny-the-Obstacle!
As usual, there was strategy. . .
laughter. . .
trash talk . . .
disbelief. . .
This year, we even had a little EXTRA excitement. Yeah. Umm. . . we had a bit of a fire. . .
Tom: Maybe the citronella torches are too close to the house, Kym.
Kym: I don't think so. I'm more worried about the patio umbrella.
Keith: Maybe you should put the umbrella down?
Kym: No. I'll just tilt the umbrella away from the torches!
Oops. For the record. . . Keith was right. I totally should have put the umbrella down!
As for this year's Croquet Extravaganza winner?
(That would be Tom.)