Cornhole and the Half-Time Show

So we had a neighborhood block party/barbecue/get together/whatever today including a raging cornhole competition. You know, cornhole. Throw the beanbags on the board and into the hole. Get your mind out of the gutter.

CORNHOLE. Look at the perfect form and technique. Trinidads vs Swanns

Unfortunately before the actual competition got underway a sudden outrageous torrential hurricane decided to crash our party. And like the babies we are, we ran for our lives and took cover in the hosts' house for 20 minutes while the storm passed through. 

Stupid weather ruining everything.

Calen and I had our own half-time show though. He loves rain (he was, after all, born in Seattle) and especially Cape May's torrential rain on hot summer days. So I let him run outside in the middle of the monsoon and dance in the puddles that were forming within seconds due to the heavy rain. He had fun, I snapped pictures. 

Dancing in the rain

 Once the storm passed and the sun came out again the tournament was underway. Naturally Brad and I had never played before and everyone else were like, cornhole Olympians. We were knocked out first round into the losers bracket. Boo. 

But it's not if you win or lose, it's having fun playing the game right? RIGHT? 

Tell that to my two screaming children who apparently melted down because Mommy and Daddy suck at cornhole. Actually, I'm not sure why they both had side-by-side nuclear meltdowns. But that's a pretty good reason.  

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