My son bought himself a Bocce Ball set. Our backyard is large enough and it's not a full contact sport, so he enjoys it. I was tired of him trying to play it with hacky sacks in the hall way. It's also neat how the ball lands in chicken crap, adds a little texture to the sport.
He picked up this cool game from Aunt Raina's parent house. Whenever we go there, they have it out to play.
Good times.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
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