As I was driving home this afternoon, I suddenly heard peals of laughter from the backseat and felt something pinching my arm. Glancing down I saw a foot. Looking over my shoulder I saw this:
The giggles and toe assault continued until we pulled into the driveway. Once parked, I grabbed the camera and asked Bex why he was pinching my arm with his toes. His reply? “No. Sniff”, and he then proceeded to basically dislocate his hip to demonstrate.
Right on. He wasn’t pinching me. That was merely an unfortunate part of the foot sniffing process.
Why didn’t I think of that?
Boys are weird. Fun, but weird.