Sunday, December 14, 2008

dis


He loves it when we are driving (well, Chris is driving)
and I "tickle" or softly rub his shins.
Today he started pulling up his pants to his knees,
leaning forward, pointing at his shins and
saying "dis" (this?).
After a minute on one side he would point to the
other and say "dis" so I would switch.
He would freeze in this hunched over position
as soon as I started.
After about 5 minutes of rubbing I turned around
and found him like "dis."
Oh, the power...

2 comments:

Heidi Bruch said...

I would love that, too! WHat a darling little man.

Liz said...

That is so sweet - what a memory - you will be doing that for years and asking him when he loses his first football game in highschool, "do you want me to tickle your shins on the way home Will?" I'm looking forward to many years of embarrasing my two. And that sweater on him is perfect - he is undoubtedly the best dressed dude I know. Sorry Henry, but it's true!