"It's Wrestle Time!"

This afternoon I walked in on a wrestling match between Dad and Avery. It appeared to me that Avery had the upper hand.

I observed her pulling some pretty fancy moves, like a seat drop on Daddy's chest, eye gouges, and ear pulls.

"So much for a sweet, little girl," I said.

"She's sweet." replied Will.

"I rip you face off!" yelled Avery.

Yeah, Real Sweet.