Abbie, Bud and Zabe

We, I mean Z and I went along to wrestling last night in Pine Island with my parents.  What.An.Experience.  With an over-tired child, who wanted to get down and be by himself and crawl all over it was not the most relaxing, or fun time.  Ahhh.  Since Sonny wrestles 215 and there is only one wrestler after him, I decided I was going to take Z out to the car, I picked up my jacket and everything in the pockets went all over down in the seats in the row ahead of us.  Mind you Zabe is whining and ready to go.  Of course the keys went with the spare change, lip gloss, and 2 lighters.  Why I have 2 lighters?????? 

Anyway, we went out to the lobby where he proceeded to crawl around on the floor and wanted to go into another gym where there was a BB game going on.  So I picked him up and we went and sat at the entrance and waited for mom and dad.  He of course was flirting with everyone out there saying hi, as they left, happy as can be.  His cheeks were red, and he was warm from fighting the world, but mainly his mother. 

As Luke was wrestling I managed to get some pretty decent pictures, considering I had Zabe on one hip and my camera in the other hand, not the easiest thing to do holding a 40+ child. 

Have I mentioned it's hard to be a mom.

I'll say it again, I really wish he were walking.

P.S.  Em, you'd be so proud.  I shot in RAW.  hehe.

Wrestle. 

He was trying his head lock.

But, he missed, shoot.

Come on Sonny, get up.

An old cheerleading cheer.  (In your best cheerleading voice)  Up, Up, Up on the whistle! Up, Up, Up on the whistle.

Go hard Luke. 

Still cheering, 2 for a takedown, 3 for a nearfall, 6....for a pin.

Ouch, Ouch, Ouch.

Woooooooaaaaahhhhhhhh.  Careful.

WATCH YOUR WEIGHT.

Ah, much better.

What's that smell?

WATCH YOUR WEIGHT!!!

Yeah, he won.  So did Goodhue.