Whenever Jim and I get into a tickling war, which is pretty much everyday, eventually one of us gets the upper hand. Before "the attacked" begins to fold the all to well known "Kiss-distraction method" is put into play. This method hardly needs any explaination due to its well discriptive name. The attackee attempts to distract it's attacker with kisses in hopes that the attacker will either let down his/her gaurd or forget that they were tickling all together. When we were first married this method worked quite well, but now it just depends on how close the attackee is to peeing his/her pants- in which case they are tickled even harder.
On this note I always assumed that this statigey was a learned behavior. My one year old, Dorothy, quickly put and end to that hypothesis today. While I was putting her jammies on tonight I couldn't help but take advantage of the opportunity to "eat" her ribs while there was bare skin showing. I would take my time in approaching her sides in which the suspense was about as bad and the tickling for her. After a few times of belly laughter from rib eating, Dorothy began wrapping her arms around my face and pulling me in for kisses. Unable to resist the love I gave in. I received probabley 20 kisses in under thirty seconds time. Dorothy has always been a little kissy monster but then it dawned on me! I had been "Kiss-dristracted"! What a stinker! It was a really sweet.
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I need some photos of these cuties! I've only seen birth photos of Dottie!
fantastic post!! although I agree with salgal - we need a grinning super cute pic of Dot in there.
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