If you ever decide to invite your lifelong, best-est friends of twenty-five years and their four kids over for a time of wholesome family fun while bringing in the new year, don’t be surprised if half-way into the festivities you find yourselves turning the living-room into a wrestling arena. Especially when the youngest son of said family is currently a rising little star on his local wrestling team, and the Mr. of said family was an accomplished wrestler of his own high-school wrestling team.
We had wrestlers, a referee, cheerleaders, and fans.
Here you have O-Dog and my #2 son. O-Dog had to show ‘em how it’s done. Can’t you just hear his thoughts…, “Your tactics stink almost as bad as your socks!”
Isn’t that just how it goes: you show ‘em your tricks, and they turn around and use ‘em on you!
And this little gal…she’s about as feminine as they come, but try to pull one over on her, and you’ve got another thing coming!
Yes, family wrestling matches are quite the fun, but please stand forewarned:
With three sons, you just might find that the very next event you host may well evolve into another wrestling match…even if it did begin as a little princess birthday party!