If there was one thing I could always count on with my children, it was my physical superiority. Whenever my boys tried to take on the old man, I could easily prove that I was alpha male of our little pack by crushing either child in an arm wrestling match.Alas, things have changed. Maxwell challenged me to an arm wrestling match tonight while we were waiting for our pizza. I've been working out like a demon so I gladly accepted the challenge. I was confident I would crush the foolish child and show him who was king. Well, I don't know what hurt worse. Was it the fact that Maxwell beat me so easily or that he laughed all the way through the ordeal. Thank God I can still beat Trevor...I think.
