Vicki, Mike, Drew, Elliot and I went to Pacific Park on the Santa Monica Pier for a fundraiser for Drew's pre-school, Crestwood Hills Cooperative Nursery School. (By the way, for those of you who didn't catch the shameless namedropping, I include the full name of Drew's soon-to-be pre-school, which in this area, elicits wonderment and envy in terms of its prestige and selectivity.) While I snuggled up with Elliot to keep myself warm (do I look like a natural?), Vic, Mike, and Drew threw down each ride, one by one ... well, at least the rides for which Drew met the height requirement.
Very serious driving.
Watching his dad throw 15 airballs in a row! (Mike claims that he did it on purpose.)
The next Charlie Wi! Well, Drew may need some lessons from Charlie. His twisted wrist putting form looks a little painful.
Actually, it appears to be working for him.
2 comments:
The pants are overkill.
See the ball. Feel the ball. Be the ball.
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