I finally have somebody else in our house who is "all in" these Olympics with me.
And his name is Reed.
Jason tolerates it enough to sort of watch.
Kyle is too "busy" being Kyle.
And JR is at Maw-Maw and Paw-Paw's.
But Reed is sitting right next to me in prime time cheering on beach volleyball, and Michael Phelps, and of course, gymnastics.
And being that he's "all in", he did exactly what you are supposed to do when you're obsessed with the Olympics...practice your gymnastics skills.
And no, we don't have a trampoline. He's being going next door.