My Son The Strong Man?
My son The Strong Man? Nope, I don’t think so. Last night, my son challenged me to an arm wrestle. It was a little difficult to get into position since his forearm is about half the size of mine. I held my arm real stiff, not trying to take him down and that little bugger tried with all his might to no avail. The next try I let him use both arms, no such luck until I let him win. I’m sure after a few more years of muscle growth he’ll give me a run for my money.
