Wrestling

"Let's go down stairs and wrestle Daddy." With those words from my five year old, we go downstairs move some furniture and begin to wrestle. This consists of daddy being attacked by my five year old and the two and half year old. In fact, I protect the 2 1/2 year old from the "cannonball" of the five year old as he hurls himself through the air in my direction. In a sense I am not really wrestling but protecting the boys from each other and from themselves. Oh yes and of course I am protecting myself. Life is good.