Take Down

Tonight we were at my parents house and Mason was leaning on the couch playing angry birds on grandpa's Ipad. Brynn loves angry birds and wanted to get in on the fun, but every time she tried to reach the Ipad Mason would turn his body to block her out. We all watched as she took a step back glaring at Mason, then stepped forward and wrapped her little arms around his waste and threw all her weight back, tackling him to the ground. Mason sat there confused as to what had just happened, but Brynn didn't waste a second scrambling to her feet and taking control of the Ipad. I couldn't control my laughter. It just goes to show it's not the size of dog in the fight, but the size of fight in the dog.