Fun at the Harbaugh's House

I came from a family of four girls and one brother.  Even though he had many of us to inflict damage upon, I came away from childhood with some tangible memories of the terror he could cause.  I was shot in the stomach with a BB gun, lived in fear of the phrase," I'm going to tell Mom." and still sport a facial scar from a collision during a chase.
So, what was it like for baby sister, Joani, growing up amid all that Harbaugh competitive testosterone? While the world touts her brothers for their ascent to the Super Bowl, I think she probably deserves more credit just for surviving childhood. I guess it must have not been too bad, as she married a basketball coach.

Mr. and Mrs. Harbaugh (Jackie and Jack) look like rational folks.  I'm not sure what parenting techniques they used, but it is a nice reflection on their family relationship, today. I guess the family that plays together, stays together.

My daughters timidly swung the Socker Boppers at each other, but never did get into hand-to-hand combat.  Were they part of the Harbaugh toy chest, too?

We totally missed the Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots, but I can imagine the game would have provided another source for two boys to let off steam.

I think next Sunday will be an extremely difficult and emotional day for Jackie and Jack. Whatever the result, they can certainly be proud of their entire family.