Is this genetic? 'Boxing out' in the kitchen I mean. Seems like there is most definitely a boxing out gene in our house. Sorry these pictures are kind of blurry, but when your'e trying to catch the gene in action it's quite difficult. I'm certainly no sissy, prissy kind of girl...I grew up with two younger brothers and a neighborhood FULL of boys. But I can honestly say I never really feel like boxing out in my kitchen. Nope. Never. Seriously...look at this scene closely....there is some mayo on the counter and a large vat of Sweet Baby Ray's BBQ sauce. (We have a big love of sauces) So obviously there was some sandwhich making going on. Then....what?.... suddenly....."Hey this turkey makes me want to box out?"
UH OH....now the "wrestler gene" is making its' appearance. See how they started close to the counter, but now we have serious hip checking, deep knee bending and they're moving down the hallway. I did not follow them down there. You'd have to be nuts to go after two males with high levels of wrestler gene pumping in their veins into a narrow hallway. You may not make it out. I stayed back in the safety of my kitchen, using the Baby Rays as a shield while yelling things like, "Hey boys...BOYS...!!' "Whoa..hey watch the walls...the paint..." ... "Don't hurt your father he has to work tomorrow." And just as quickly as it started, it's over. Back to the kitchen to find the cheese and bread.
After sandwhiches were consumed they were hanging out on the couch when I captured this moment. I'm sure the ESPN gene was having it's full effect here. There's nothing like some Sweet Baby Rays and Sports Center to mellow out my men.
But...no matter what their age, boys will always need to box out I guess...and wrestle. I just wish it wasn't in my kitchen.
He's going to break a hip someday, doing that.
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