Here’s Tuck’s definition: It’s when men ride in a truck, shoot things, wrestle and then eat.
Clearly, I’m not qualified for a “man” day (except the eating part), so I relinquished this duty to my Dad. Tuesdays are now the official “man” day in our household. This is the day my Dad picks up Tuck from school in his pick-up truck. They ride around and talk like men (Tuck’s description…I can only imagine that conversation). Then they go to my parents’ house in the country and shoot a Red Rider BB gun at targets, cans and/or anything that moves (poor squirrel). Finally, the day is washed down with a little wrestling and some good grub. Per-fec-tion! At least in Tuck’s eyes.
I’m really glad my Dad is in charge of this!