When Fox News contributor and former pro wrestler Tyrus isn’t on television, he’s living a very different kind of action-packed life — raising six children in a bustling blended household. To hear him tell it, the daily routine at home is “part sitcom, part circus, and part Hallmark movie.”
“It’s loud, it’s messy, and it’s absolutely wonderful,” he said with a laugh. “If the dog isn’t barking, someone’s dribbling a basketball inside, or the little one’s trying to teach herself how to bake without supervision. But that’s what makes it home.”
Tyrus and his wife, Ingrid, are raising three teenage children from his earlier relationship, their daughter Georgie, and Ingrid’s two sons from her first marriage. The ages range from elementary school to mid-teens, and that spread alone keeps things lively. “One moment you’re explaining algebra homework, the next you’re teaching someone how to ride a bike, and then you’re refereeing who gets the TV remote,” Ingrid explained. “It’s like having a time machine in your own living room — you’re in every stage of parenting at once.”
Mornings are the busiest. Breakfast can feel like a short-order diner shift. Tyrus usually mans the griddle, flipping pancakes for some while frying eggs for others. “I wrestled in front of thousands, but nothing compares to the pressure of six hungry kids staring at you at 7 a.m.,” he joked. Then comes the great backpack shuffle — finding shoes, hunting for missing permission slips, and reminding everyone that brushing your teeth isn’t optional. Ingrid said she’s learned to keep a labeled basket for each child by the door. “It saves me at least three meltdowns a week,” she said. Evenings bring a different kind of chaos: homework, sports practices, music lessons, and sibling debates that can range from who stole the last cookie to whether pineapple belongs on pizza. Tyrus admits he sometimes channels his wrestling persona to restore order. “I’ll walk into the room, arms folded, and say, ‘Do I need to cut a promo on bedtime?’ They usually scatter,” he laughed.
Despite the chaos, the Murdoch household thrives on laughter and teamwork. There was the time Georgie tried to “train” the family dog to fetch her homework from upstairs — a mission that ended with torn math worksheets and a dog wearing a backpack. Or the Thanksgiving when the teens insisted on taking over the cooking. “We ended up with three different versions of mashed potatoes and zero gravy,” Ingrid recalled. “But everyone ate with smiles, and that’s all that mattered.” Another tradition has become a family favorite. On Friday nights, borrowing from his wrestling background, Tyrus clears a space in the living room, throws down pillows, and lets the kids “challenge” him in playful matches. “I’m undefeated, but only because I let them wear me down,” he said. “By the end, they all pile on me, and I declare them champions.”
One morning, their youngest two decided they simply weren’t going to school. Backpacks stayed untouched, cereal sat forgotten, and Tyrus tried every approach he knew — calm reasoning, encouragement, even a few jokes to break the tension. Nothing worked. Then his wife appeared, calm as ever, took one look at the scene, and said, “That’s fine — you can stay home and help me clean the bathrooms.” The silence that followed was instant. Within seconds, both kids were getting ready, and Tyrus just stood there, half laughing, half amazed at how one perfectly chosen sentence had done what all his reasoning couldn’t.
For Tyrus and Ingrid, raising a big blended family comes down to communication, consistency, and humor. “We don’t try to be perfect,” Tyrus said. “We just try to show up for each kid, every day, in the way they need us.” They also stress teamwork among the siblings. “With this many kids, they have to learn to lean on each other,” Ingrid explained. “It’s not always pretty, but you see the bonds forming — the older ones teaching the younger ones, the younger ones reminding the older ones not to take life too seriously.”
As the kids grow, Tyrus and Ingrid know new challenges are around the corner: teenage independence, college decisions, and eventually, empty nests. But for now, they’re embracing the beautiful chaos of a full house. “One day it’ll be quiet,” Tyrus said. “We’ll miss stepping on Legos and tripping over soccer cleats. So we’re going to enjoy this wild ride while it lasts.”
