Tonight, for the first time in Jack's life, he and his father participated in a testosterone-induced wrestling match with each other. Don't get me wrong, I grew up with two brothers. And, I practically lived in the Beta House at DePauw (I would have pledged, but it wasn't allowed). If there is one thing I KNOW - it's the behavior of boys. This little "wrestling match" was one of MANY yet to come.
Look how happy they BOTH are...
Yes, my husband found a Michigan sweatshirt buried in his dresser. I'm not sure what he's thinking. Please send all hate-mail directly to his gmail.
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