The air hockey table was requested, so the boys were sent out to the abyss to locate and retrieve it. The table was easy (we knew where it was) the paddles and hardware were another story. After searching the barn, garage, and storage building the paddles were found in the house! The hardware was in an equally unusual place (bucket in the garage).
The table was brushed off (spiders and moths galore), dusted off, wiped off, and polished. The lovely sound of a tiny plastic puck smacking the plastic walls is reverberating throughout our house as I type.
Long live the air hockey champ! (to be determined)
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| you can see the puck going into the goal! |
There's not a whole lot of room for the air hockey table.
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