That's my boy!

Yes, that is my son, Deacon, downing the Red Bull. I couldn't be prouder. He continues to show a desire to be tenacious and determined in life, even if it means that he stays awake for over 33 straight hours. After this picture, we hit the weight room where he beasted on some squats, decline bench press, and some one-armed pull-ups (and that was after miles on the treadmill at 6.5 MPH). Can't wait until he can play football.

*by the way, he really didn't drink it

1 comment:

Neil said...

Hahaha... That's a great post!

All cats are bad. Except for Bubba the cat.

I am not a cat person. Truth be told, I am not much of an animal person at all. As a kid, I grew up with dogs, a cat, and a couple of gerbil...