We’ve been visiting my family in Iowa for the past couple of days, but the party didn’t really start until my brother’s family busted through the door this evening. After dinner was rapidly consumed, my innocent little daughter began her education in WWE-style athletics– within minutes, she was practicing moves on a large stuffed tiger on the family room floor, and I was overhearing terms terms like “body slam,” “kick,” “spear” (“aim your head right at his chin!”), and of course “steel chair!”
Watch out, world, here comes Ella.
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Nice, she can bring her WWE RAW moves and Kieran can bring his Kung Fu and MMA moves, parents can sip ice tea and watch!
Oh man. Miranda would be so into that.