It's the little guy you have to watch out for...

My two sons started wrestling on the living room floor the other day. This was some spontaneous event that somehow materialized from the two of them playing Minecraft, which still perplexes me; both the impromptu carpet skirmish AND the game. Now realize that my oldest son is thirteen and my youngest is six --and he's a small six-year-old at that. The older brother was being rather gentle and was trying to pin his brother just for the purposes of tickling him. Of course I felt like I should intervene just to even up the odds a little. I stood up from the couch and cleared my throat as my formal announcement of entering the match. My teenager looked up and screamed, "No!!!" which elicited the strangely calm and collected response from little guy, "Don't worry dad. I've got this."