Run With Lumber 2009 is in the books.
Everyone got a few laps in. Everyone got a root beer float. Everyone got a little frisbee thing. It is done.
Remember a while back I was still searching for a Lumber victim? Desperate times call for desperate measures. This year's Lumber was none other than.... dun dun duuuuuun.... our very own Chaco [APPLAUSE APPLAUSE].
Yes, I allowed my son to miss a day of school to run around in a furry suit with little children all day. In fact, I nearly begged him to do so.
He did a great job, though. Probably too good of a job, because the staff wants him to do it again next year... and the next. And, I think he actually had fun.
He probably still expects me to pay him that twenty bucks I promised, though.