The Three Legged Race

On the weekend my brother Ken and I entered the church picnic three legged race. We have never lost a race together and this race has become a tradition for us. This year a bet had been made to race my mom on her own with us two tied together. The deal was that if we lost we had to clean my moms bathrooms and if mom lost she had to make us home made pnacakes from scratch. Needless to say mom was busy making pancakes the next morning. Matt and Brendon think they can beat us next year but we'll see about that!!!!!