Sunday, March 27, 2011

My pool shark.

Yup. That is what he is these days. A pool shark. His Daddy took him to the pool table store to buy a new stick. Why I don't know because there is already a half of dozen of sticks to choose from.

But, apparently, (because I am still learning all about this game of pool) a stick is not just a stick. You have to have "special" sticks. Special sticks that are also cherry red at the top.

And, he hasn't put the special, cherry red pool stick down since. Now, if I could only talk my husband into going to the Nikon camera store and buying that "special lens". Hee, hee.

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