Wrestling with each day...

Look at our baby Jeff! He's plum tuckered out from "wraslin" with some of the local cow pokes. He lost his first match but won his last match! Woo Hoo Jason! He's 1-1 on his first wrestling day of middle school.

Well, the day has come. My baby boy started wrestling in middle school. See this picture??? He's so sweet and lovable, WHY does he want to roll around and fight another boy? Geez, he's supposed to be a doctor and take care of me when I'm old. How can he do this to me? I feel so betrayed.

But don't let the spindly arms and the bones showing through his skin on his chest fool you. He's nimble, He's fierce and just don't you EVER call him "baby" in public. That's all I know. He's MY baby but he's YOUR worst nightmare. He's the fighting tiger of MMS and don't you ever forget it. ....Note to self, pick up protein drinks, protein bars, oh yeah and some more protein for that skinny thang.

We went to a tournament this weekend. Only the younger wrestlers went from the highschool. Jon wrestled up 10 pounds to the 140 weight class. He wrestled juniors and seniors. As a sophmore he did very well. He placed 3rd overall and had some very good competion. Good job Jon-Jon. What's up with the "fresh prince of Bel-Aire" style hat home boy? Here are some action shots from his matches. Don't be blinded by his massive muscles...he is totally ripped!

HE WON!! You're boys are doing you proud baby, but we may need to widen the doors when you get home so they can get their heads through. LOL