We had a blast – lol. How could we not? Sitting 50 feet away from the players and getting our groove on in our seats between plays…
The Cheeky Bandit thought it was a night of musical chairs, and took turns sitting with Mom, Dad and his older brother. But Mom has something the others don’t.
Boobies.
And this Little Shit likes to say hello to them now and then. Literally.
We could be in the middle of a tickle-me round on the couch, and he’ll accidentally brush up against one and say, “Oh.” Sideways glance. “Hi!”
“Oh look,” he’s thinking, “there’s another one.”
Another brush up. And then: “Hi!”
Little Shit.
So last night at the game – he bumped into the twins again. ‘Cept this time, he thought he’d play Pat-A-Cake with his new friends.
No doubt about it. He’s his father’s son. Thank God he didn't lift my shirt, though. I think I've bared enough!
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