story time.
so last night brig came up with this brilliant idea to tickle torture me. me: “STOP! why are you tickling me so much??” him: “you said you love to laugh & tickling makes you laugh!” me{trying to speak while being tickle tortured}: “then just tell me jokes or something!” him: “this is better!” me:” STOP!” him: “say UNCLE then i’ll stop” me: “why??” him: “just do it!” so it ends up that i seriously could not get that word out of my mouth to save my life. for real. it took me awhile! its soo hard to say when being tickled! try it i dare you.PS. pics from july that were a must to post!
so then i was in our bathroom getting ready for bed & some more tickle torturing came on & what do you know. im trying to back away and i run into a small drawer that was sticking out and it completely comes out and falls right on my foot. that hurt. sooo bad. brig apologized & felt bad {that was my whole goal} ;). jk. but really. we were laughing about it afterwards. no worries we still love each other :)
AND now i cant walk. well ok i can. but i almost couldn’t.
moral of the story is…
i love having fun & feeling like a kid again :) even if i do get hurt at the end of it.
that was in our backyard. gross…i’d take those over scorpions any day though!
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