Yes, we did have a Viking Fathers Day. We had to eat everything with our hands and there were no napkins allowed. Imagine greasy Turkey Legs, potatoes, broccoli, bread, and fruit kabobs (finger licking good). Delicious! The fellers had to compete at pillaging and plundering winning prizes if they were the best. The funniest was when they had to give out their scariest Viking Roar, of course Tyler was amazing, and my darling John simply was not meant to Roar. I am not sure how he would have ever been a real Viking? Good thing he didn't have to be. Here is the photo gallery of the activities.
The winning Viking Yell
The best attempt Viking Yell
If he showed up at your home would you be scared to death?
Competing to be the manliest brother
We had a blast as always. Last year we had Pirate Fathers Day, but I am thinking that Viking Fathers Day may take the cake. I am certain that our Swedish heritage would have been proud.
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