There is nothing the boys would rather do than wrestle with their Dad. Given the size of our house, our bed is usually the wrestling field. This week while hosting our small group, we moved the coffee table temporarily so that the youngest members of the group could have a place to roll and play, while parents study and pray. Lukas and Noah seized the opportunity for an impromptu wrestling match before the coffee table was put back. There were laughs and giggles long past their bedtime and the table stood on its side in the hall most of the evening, because who would ruined the wrestling field with such a silly object?
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