My Little Wrestler

And it has begun...

I walk in day care last week and all the workers are trying to keep a straight face.  I, then, notice that Joel is in what we call "baby jail."  It is a section of the room that is separated off by gates so that the older babies that are crawling and toddling can roam without bothering the little babies on the main play mat.  They also use it as an area to place the older babies when they are "getting into everything" during pick up and drop off.  So there is my sweet baby in jail. 

I, of course, have to ask at that point what did Joel do to get in trouble.  My question was met with a room full of laughter.  It seems that Joel decided that it was time to wrestle...the biggest baby in the class.  They were both on the play mat and Mr. Can't Crawl Yet managed to move about a foot, tackle the kid sitting beside him, knock him over, pin him down, and proceeded to wrap his arms and legs around the kid.  Poor thing, the workers said the other baby started screaming while Joel was giggling.

I'm betting it looked something like this...

So the entire time I am getting this story, between out burst of laughter, Joel is looking up at me with the most innocent, yet guilty, smile. 

I think we have trouble on our hands.