It’s all fun and games until somebody gets a black eye.
Last night, my brother decided that he would wrestle all his nephews and nieces in one giant WrestleMania setting because honestly, it’s the kids favorite thing to do with my brother.
However, while in Wrestlemania, my nephew got kneed in the eye and ended up with a giant shiner. Naturally I felt bad for him but now he is going to be the the tough looking kid at daycare.
After WrestleMania, I took my daughter to the bathroom. And that’s when things went downhill because Emily asked me why her cousin had a black eye and when I tried to explain to her that he got kneed in the eye, she then turned to me and asked me why I had two black eyes? Ugh. Kids.
Maybe it’s probably because I haven’t slept in 8 years…
Until next time,
I’m going to knee you in the eye if you keep pointing out my giant bags…