My brother and I have always been very competitive.
It's a healthy brother-sister rivalry which has followed us into our twenties and into our life goals.
We always strive to out-do one another and win, which makes for a very fun game of Monopoly (ehem Jonathan stealing money as banker...).
When we are not on opposite sides we make the best team and plot the most wicked pranks to play on our dear father Mark or plan the best ways to win - you want to be on our charades team at Christmas!
Day 1 of JoBro's visit was jam-packed with activities. Naturally. Gotta keep the boy entertained!
It was all becoming a little more real and both of were a little nervous, even if we didn't like to admit it. We were about to see who would be making a bigger fool of themselves.
I was proud of both of us and Ryan was too as he stepped out of the tunnel on a couple of occasions to let us soar.
It's an experience I won't soon forget - skydiving next anyone?
Karting is a little more intense than flying and I could tell both boys were feeling the pressure.
This was pure competition and there would be only 1 winner.
In the end, JoBro came out on top (sorry Tom!)