T is for Tickling

(photo by Xander)

Tickling, tickling, tickling! It is so fun to tickle a baby and listen to it coo and giggle. Tickling a kiddo is fun to as they giggle and giggle and giggle and want you to do it more and more and more. But when it comes to tickling an adult...that can go one of two ways: no reaction what so ever or side splitting hilarious. One of my friends is so ticklish all we would have to do is wiggle our fingers in front of her and she would start laughing and couldn't stop. Other friends aren't ticklish at all and of course are NO FUN!!!
I'm ticklish, in one spot only! (And of course I will not tell anyone where that spot is) Although to my dismay, a few family members and friends have figured it out. I tried to play it off, for many years thinking, maybe they will forget, but no such luck. They kept poking and prodding so much so that anytime anyone's hands were close to my body I would tense up and jump away, thinking they were going to get me. Thank goodness it's calmed down a bit and we've grown up, but every once in a while a wayward hand will brush or touch the spot and my body is tensed and jumping out of it's skin.