In light of my post yesterday about Mixed Martial Arts, the Church, and Jesus, I thought this would be an appropriate time to come clean with the whole wide world: I wrestle (nearly) every night…with all of my kids including my son and it’s the highlight of my day.
I took the liberty of filming one of my epic matches with my son. I employed some of my MMA moves on him. I feel like a chump dad for ignoring him when he says,
“You’re choking me…”
but I seriously didn’t hear him. Honestly, I really didn’t…
While I have other nicknames I go by, my favorite is, “Ultimate Loving Daddy.”