The boys enjoyed the hamburger fry, descending on the buffet line like it was a recently fallen carcass and they were a pack of starving wolves. It wasn't the first time I have witnessed the phenomenon, but it was one of the most impressive displays of scavenging that I have seen to date.
After decimating the food supply, the boys retired to the yard for riotous games of cornhole and some soda can pyramid stacking that confirms they are 100% ready for the challenges of college frat parties, if not for college course work.
Or, approximately 130 or so.
By the end of the evening, we all felt pretty much the way my friend, Clara indicates in this next picture...
...but, we were done (with this round, middle school sports still to come; kill us, kill us, now).
Tonight, we travel over the mountains for our first kick-off of the season. The boys are pumped, the parents are pumped, and we are ready to take this season by storm!
Friday Night Lights, y'all!