Saturday night, T and I went to Mother Son Survivor night at his school. I was hoping for some old school competition style games like capture the flag or 3 on 3 basket ball, somthing where we Osto's could prove our athletic prowess and put a little woop arse on on the other mother/son survivors (I'm way too competitive). Turns out the most competition we had was with each other.
There was only one real "survivor" style event - a obstacle course - and T was able to scoot about it and down his marshmallow faster than his ol' mom.
We did have a lot of fun and it was great spending time with just T.