I tickle James a lot. His grin and his laughter are some of the most wonderful things I have ever witnessed. James was in the midst of being tickled for the umpteenth time by me, his father, when he decided that he had enough. This is exactly how it happened:
Fish: "I'm going to tickle you!"
James: "No Daddy, hee-hee, hee-hee"
Fish: "I'm gonna get you!"
James: "Run away!
Fish: "I got you, now I tickle! A-haaa!"
James: " No Daddy, no tickle. Knock it off, Lunchbox."
I have to say, it really worked. I stopped tickling him immediately. We both sat on the floor and laughed instead.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
gosh, you make it sound like we set him in front of the set watching Kevin Smith movies or something.
Obvisously these are different times. When we grew up, James would have been more likely to say, "Kmock it off, Fuzzball."
(I canont remember if Han Solo Fuzzball or Furball. Anyone else remember?)
Fuzzball.
Post a Comment