The Cage Match

Gavin and I got to hang out together tonight. Miranda was at Wicked with a bunch of friends and coworkers, so it was just the boys tonight. I told Gavin that there was going to be a cage match since Mama was out of the house for a few hours. But first he had to eat a good dinner. Eat eat eat...

Dinner is complete, onto the main event of the evening - the dreaded cage match.

Gavin quickly takes the upperhand in the early moments of round 1. He seems to be just toying with his opponent.

He's looking for an escape route.

Between rounds (or so I thought) the cage got the better of G. I was in the kitchen cleaning up and I hear screaming coming from the dining room. Evidently Gavin had started round 2 before the bell and crawled in the cage and stood up. He couldn't figure how to get the cage off, so he was walking around with it sitting on top of his head.

The fight was called on account of bedtime. But Gavin has already asked for a rematch. He said that he is going to train harder and this time he will be ready for whatever the cage can throw at him.