Wrestling and tickling on our bed with The Boys. It's their favorite pastime and delay tactic when we mention going to bed for the evening. They just know we can't resist!
Anyway, Sir Toots is struggling mightily to get the upperhand with Sweet Center. Pulling on the covers and trying to climb over me to get to him- the whole involved mess just to lay a finger on Sweet Center's belly and say that he's tickling him.
I swing out of the way and let Sir Toots fly by. He lands heads first, entire fist splayed on Sweet Center's belly.
"Whooo Hooo!" Sir Toots shouts
"He got WHOOPED!"
I told you there's magic in our house.
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