When I was growing up, after dinner we would wrestle all our post dinner energy out with my dad.
We had made up games named. I think one was called crocodile? Where my dad would close his eyes and try to catch us as we crossed his territory. Classic game.
These days are no different.
There is energy, ample amount of legs, arms, feet and armpits to capture and tickle.
As you can see Scoob is an ever present participant.
Even Missy enjoys a good tackle.
Batman & Robin showed up too.
One of my favorite memories is of wrestling & tickling with my dad. And it brings me such joy to watch my kids wrestle with Papa Bear!
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