We extended our holidays with a trip to downtown SLC to see the lights at Temple Square, eat at the Little America & swim at the hotel pool. It was fun & frigid & eventful as you might imagine.
My parents met us since they had been in Idaho and Logan visiting my sibs and it was a fun treat to have them with us.
The next morning we headed up the road a wee bit to hit up State Wrestling. Our little Ace Face is darn serious about wrestling - even opting out of attending Jazz Games earlier on in the season because he didn't want to miss wrestling practice. SO he was ready and qualified to compete in the 37 lb weight class.... I die.
Mostly because 37 lbs is even a weight class, but also because my heart was in my throat!
Our little man knocked it right out of the arena. He had been in other tournaments this season but only those held at his local club gym, so this was his first "big stage". If he felt one ounce of nerves - he fooled us all as he waved and jumped around like a little tiger.
He did experience his first ever loss at this tourney. Which stung like the dickens and little man shed a tear or two, (and so did his empathetic brother Dax which busted my heart even further into two throbbing bits) -- sweet boys.
But he gathered himself back up and came back to place 5th in State for his weight class.
We were so glad Grandma Gail was there to do all the baby whispering. :)
One loss in his entire career after a few months of coaching is pretty impressive. And as this wild wrestler learns more tricks of the trade and adds more moves to his collection, he'll be a force to be reckoned with. Many thanks to his patient coaches.
So proud of you Ace Face! You're quite the tenacious little athlete.
I THINK my blood pressure has finally normalized now that we're a few days past.
Maybe. :)
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