Heard in our house each night "Daddy, let's fight."
Now, he doesn't really want to fight, he wants to do stunts, where he pretends to kick you, you grab his leg and he falls (on the bed of course.) He also likes to pretend box, where he ends up being tickled.
Wonder if he's taking after Uncle Kirk to be a boxer. Or maybe Daddy with martial arts. Maybe its cousins Chev & Kenny with the UFC. (I don't think mommy could take those though, no matter how big he will get seeing someone hit my little man will make ME want to fight!)
Or maybe he's just all boy.
We still have another year before he can go into karate to see if it really is something ingrained in him. Until then we'll just enjoy his fits of giggles.
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