That call could not be resisted. Whenever Aaron summoned his Papa in for an air hockey match, he always responded. The games were complicated by 2 factors. First, Aaron realized her could score into his own goal much easier than his opponent’s – so he would repeatedly slide it backwards into the goal and yell “Yea! Goal!”. Secondly, Nana and Papa’s Schnauzer, Abby, rested in a playpen in the air hockey room. Aaron loves that dog and so every 1-2 minutes of air hockey, he’d take a break to run over, look in and point at “Habby Gog”.
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