You Can't Spell Croquet Without The Roc

Christmas brought a bounty of new games for The Roc--bingo, dominos, croquet--and unleashed a competitive streak and a capacity for trash-talking we didn't know he possessed. The casual ruthlessness with which he sent my croquet ball flying into the rose bushes today would make his ancestors (both Viking and Okie) proud. "Now I'm the leader of the pack!" he declared. As if we've ever been under any illusions about who's in charge around here.