wedgies

I hate wedgies. I don't know why boys think these are so funny. I get them occasionally while running or working out, and they drive me crazy.

But my boys, when they wrestle, will occassionally administer the classic wedgie to the other one. And while they always think it's funny and I never do, tonight was an exception.

Anderson and Bennett were wrestling before bed, and Anderson gave Bennett a wedgie--A REALLY bad one. Bennett broke away from his big bro, was visibly upset, and buried his head in his dad's lap to cry. Though the words were a bit muffled, we still managed to hear him refer to his underwear and say, "My butt swallowed it."

Paul, Anderson and I tried to laugh as quietly as possible, but Bennett detected our giggles anyway. And if you know Bennett, you know he was okay with that because he'll do just about anything for a laugh. So all was well, and the wrestling resumed. My only regret is that the incident wasn't caught on tape.