abel has always loved to rough-house and be tickled, but it’s ramped up to new proportions now. the new routine is on our bed. i lay down and he stands by me, staring me down with a huge smile of anticipation. then he runs and jumps into me, belly first, and i tickle him until he cries mercy (actually, he cries mommy). we roll around on the bed, tickling, both of us laughing until we are panting and our eyes are tearing. and then it starts all over again. this boy is relentless. he can do this for up to 30 minutes, which when all is said and done, is a pretty good work out! my friend anne was able to capture a bit of the rompage on thanksgiving day.