I had no idea that being a parent would entail getting your ass kicked so often. I'm not talking about metaphorically, although that, too. I'm talking about headbutts and fingers in the eye and elbows deep into the chest and kicks in the stomach. He's not trying to pick a fight. He's not mad. He just isn't yet totally hep to manning his body yet and is working some crazy accidental jujitsu all the time.
Ow. Peace, brother. Peace. Uncle.
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So true! And there's also this thing that when you're a kid, you have no idea that big people are not indestructible. I remember running and jumping into my dad's lap, and he would gently go sort of "Ouf! Honey, it hurts your old Dad when you do that."
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