Weekend fun with my son: body slams and bong hits

It’s always fun to discover new activities that appeal to a small child. This past weekend offered two good examples.

Activity #1 was WWE-style wrestling. Liz lay on the floor, and Phil walked over to her and belly-flopped onto her stomach. He did that about ten times in a row before she conceded the match.

Activity #2 was breathing through a long mirth-inducing apparatus — a cardboard cylinder taken from a used-up roll of paper towels. Phil and I passed it back and forth, taking turns holding it up to our face, blowing into it, and laughing at the echoes.

Then we got hungry and broke for lunch.