Looking For The Eraser

Well I can't take credit for this idea, as my hubby is essentially the one who "wrote the script" for it....as in "demonstrating" the script when I was looking for my eraser. The table was really low to the ground so I looked under it and didn't think about the "vulnerable" position doing so would put me in...

Next thing I knew, he somehow put the weight of one leg across both of mine without hurting me the least bit...BUT making me completely immobile...first viciously attacking my feet while holding my ankles in one hand and then somehow making me fall more to the ground so that he could use his leg to pin my calves as well and use both hands....

Needless to say, I was squealing up a storm last night, pleading and giggling to the point of tears....

But he just said, "Sorry, but you are just too cute like this to ignore!"

Not sure what was cute about my looking under a table, but it seemed to earn me a rather ruthless tickling from my hubby who usually isn't so ruthless at all...so I'm THRILLED it brought out his inner mischief maker, as every time the playful one emerges he steals my heart again like it was the first time!