You and your husband were coming to your daughter's, Elle, taekwondo game when her opponent successfully pulled her down to the floor. Anthony watching in silence as he had an arm around your waist.

You gasped in worry before widening your eyes in utterly shock by the sight of your 5-year-old son ran into Elle's opponent and aggressively pushing her away from his older sister. "Vincent!" You slightly shout at him before turning around and glared at Anthony who's laughing so hard. "Anthony!"

"Let him be," he replied indifferently as he crossed his arms over his chest with an amuse grin.

"You've got to be kidding me," you whispered before pushing him to the main floor where the game held. "Get him here!"

With a soft chuckle, Anthony quickly walked to his little son and held him up away from Elle's opponent. "Great job, buddy," he said with a proud grin. Vincent giggled in his daddy's arms.