I bury my face in his neck and nibble away at the warm skin while he squeals and tries to push me away.
I love playing with my boys and this afternoon Shaun's neck was ripe for nibbling. "Nibble" is a verb, a noun and an adjective in this house. We 'nibble one another', we say 'the nibble's gonna get you' and when something tastes extra good, it's 'nibble-icious'. Ian is slowly getting the hang of the whole nibble thing we have going on here because he was screaming like a pro this afternoon when I finally got to his chubby neck fat. I love how Shaun loves and hates it all at the same time. He screams and tries to get away and carries on and on saying that you're hurting him and to get away, but as soon as you stop he comes bounding back with the energy only a 3 year old can have trying to get to your neck. It's wonderful!
I didn't want the day to end. But once bath time was done and I had quietly read a story to Shaun and nursed Ian one last time, somehow the dimmed lights in the kitchen helped me feel relieved they were upstairs snuggled in their beds. I really do have a wonderful life, complete with Nibbles.
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