As a parent, we all secretly hope our kids take on the same interests as us. It just makes it easier for us to bond over these things. My oldest son is the complete opposite of me in most ways. He is very artistic and never had any interest in sports. I am not artistic at all. My stick drawings aren’t even up to par. The one thing we have in common is our love for singing. He has a beautiful voice and mine isn’t too shabby either. Let’s just say, it hasn’t been easy trying to bond with him. Now the 5 year old, that is a different story.
My 5 year old is what my wife refers to as “a boys, boy”. He is a rough and rugged little guy. He loves to play sports. Hell, he will sit and watch them on television. At first I thought he was just doing all of this around me so he could be like daddy, but I have started to see lately that it is much more than that.
It started a couple of weeks ago. It was bed time for the kiddos and we tucked everyone in and went to our own room. At first there was a slight banging sound. It wasn’t constant but it was every once in a while. Knowing how rough he is, I didn’t think twice about the noise. He is always banging around on something. Then the yelling started.
It wasn’t the type of yelling that was cause or concern. It was the kind of yelling that you hear on a Sunday afternoon coming from a mancave during football season. I had to creep up and see what he was doing. I have to admit, I was pleasantly surprised when I got to his room.
As I walked into his room, he was standing on his bed. I asked him what he was doing and he just laughed. I asked him again and he said “I am watching wrestle daddy”. That wasn’t a typo, just so you know. He didn’t say wrestling, he said wrestle. I couldn’t help but smile. You see, I have been a wrestling fan since I was 9 years old and except for a very brief time that my oldest girl liked it, none of my kids ever showed any interest in it.
I sat down next to him and he proceeded to tell me every wrestlers name and if they were a good guy or a bad guy. He started describing wrestling moves to me and he actually used the word “turnbuckle”. My freaking 5 year old said turnbuckle! I couldn’t help but bask in that awesomeness. I couldn’t wait to tell my wife all of this. When I told my wife about the turnbuckles, she couldn’t believe it. We both had a good laugh at that one.
Over the last couple of weeks, my son has watched wrestling whenever it comes on television. On top of that, he has asked me to record it when it comes on. He will watch it over and over all day. I have caught him watching it on the Spanish language channel at night just to have it on in his room.
It is really nice to have this in common with him. I hope this is something that we can continue to share over the years. The best part about this story is that my wife found out that WWE is coming to our area and she, being the best wife ever, got us tickets to go and see the show. Not only that but they are third row ring side! Little man lost his mind when we told him. I think this will be an event that we will both remember for a very long time!
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