The Perfect Storm

There are exactly five more days of Boy Twin’s strength and conditioning camp. I couldn’t be happier. I’m not sure if it was a positive experience for either one of us.

Boy Twin looks exactly the same. His biceps aren’t any bigger than they were when he started the camp. He might be able to run farther and faster than he could pre-camp, but I can’t see him using any of the new speed. Just ask him to take out the trash and you will see how slow he can move. He will run to get a root beer chiller. If he thinks his sister could possibly get the biggest root beer chiller, he can run really fast.

Well, I should get to the story. Last December Elaine and I decided the Twins should have cell phones to help us with their busy middle school lives. Boy Twin’s cell phone will become a very important part of this story later.