One afternoon, we were playing around and rough housing with the kids. They were enjoying it and having a great time. It didn't take long for Nathan to shift his "attack" to me! In no time, he had me on a chair and was tickling me. Around this time I noticed the kids just staring at us. We of course were laughing because we were, after all, just goofing around. A second later Nathan hoisted me off of the chair I'd been sitting in and was quickly holding me upside down! At this, my kids made sounds of protest. They had looks of genuine concern on their faces! I laughingly threatened Nathan that if he didn't put me down, he'd have to contend with his children.
He put me down right away and said, "See kids? Mom is alright!" Too little too late for CoBe I suppose. He looked at his father (who was down on the ground as well now) and moved over to him. With a grunt of warning, he reached up and pulled his dad's hair! My hero! Looks like there's another sheriff in town now honey. You better watch out for this kid, because he sure loves (and protects) his mama!
(CoBe pumping some iron to keep dad in line)