Tickle button

Wednesday night I really needed to get some work done. Paying bills, balancing the check book, and school work filled my evening schedule. Jairus came into the computer room to visit with me and distract me. I took some time to tickle and wrestle with him. After about 10 minutes of laughing, I told Jairus that I had to get back to work and so “my tickle button is off.” Without missing a beat, Jairus walked up to me, gently touched my wrist like it was a button, and said “it’s back on.”

So guess what, we tickled some more. How can you say no to that?