After speaking on the phone to Mrs Minimus from work I overheard this comment as she was putting the phone down: 'Darling, get off his head.'
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Ah ha! We are not alone. Mrs Paulinus and I encourage a degree of controlled Rat Play (known in the family as "Rats" or "Rough-and-tumble") as conducive to the venting of small-boy frustrations and as a tool for bonding.
See here: http://www.ratbehavior.org/RatPlay.htm and here:
http://www.apa.org/monitor/mar02/morefun.html
Posted by: Paulinus | April 03, 2006 at 12:29 PM
Oh boy can I relate, as the mother of four strapping lads. Only one little girl in the mix, but she gets into it, too. Wrestling Daddy is a favorite game. But, the funniest thing is watching Simon (2 next week-20ish punds) tackle Oliver (4 next month-40ish pounds). Ollie seems to be the one most likely to get seriously hurt, despite his size. He's had two sets of stitches in the past year. Just a couple weeks ago we had to take their cousin to the emergency room, and he was sure we were going to get him stitches.
Posted by: Bekah S. | April 06, 2006 at 09:57 PM