At breakfast this morning, I was peeling and eating an orange. I kept coughing {once over my shoulder instead of covering my mouth...my son pounced on the opportunity to chastise me} and commented aloud, "Something is tickling my throat!"
My son's eyebrows shot up as he gasped, "Is it my baby?!?!"
Now I was tickled in a whole new way. I quickly assured him it was not baby brother, but likely the orange I was eating.
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