Bodyguard.

I'm getting weary of this.

I mean the role I've been obligated to assume as Margot Red's full-time bodyguard.

There is one, single persecutor.
We frequently refer to him as, "Mett Mett."

Super nice, older brother snuggle buggles turn suddenly, with no explanation, into this:

 headlocks, bodyslams, choke holes.

Look at the acute terror in her eyes!

Emmett's best friend since Margot's birth, has not been Margot (obviously), but the corner...with his nose stuck in it.

p.s.

No. 

This photo was not staged.

And, yes.

I, Kevin Costner-esque like, came to her rescue.
(Get it...from "The Bodyguard")

p.p.s.
FYI: I keep the "Margot and Emmett Update Blog" updated...at least more frequently than this one. (See right panel)