We might as well just build a big wrestling cage in the middle of the dining room and hang an announcer's microphone from the ceiling, at this point. The boys have been bitten by the wrestling bug, and of course this is only the beginning. Luckily, we don't have any metal folding chairs handy, but the baby doll stroller has been wielded more than once. Mommy is not the best referee, since she just tends to shut the whole thing down before the boys even start getting warmed up. Daddy will at least allow them to get some creative moves in before he steps in to break it up. So far, Virg's favorite move is to sit on little brother's head and twist his arm until he starts pounding the mat and Mommy drags him out laughing. The little guys are tougher than you think.
Look out Emmett! It's the Crusher!
