Max will be three soon,
a few days after Christmas,
but he is still such a "baby" in many ways.
When we are all fuzzy and want to tease Max, usually when we are snuggling in bed or when we are carrying him, we always make a dish out of him.
There are the parts of him we like to sink our teeth into*.
Spare Ribs - his ribs
Tomatoes - toes on one of the feet
Potatoes - toes on the other foot
Fish Fingers - fingers, obviously
French fries - fingers on the other hand
Chicken Drumsticks - his calves
Chicken Wings - his arms
Chicky Bao (steam buns) - cheeks
And with all the attempts and tickles he'd often declare:
"I'm not Food... "
And he says this in the cutest voice that really makes us want to bite him!!
Sometimes Mommy will just say blatantly,
"May I chew on your elbows/ knees?"
And get a load of squeals from him.
Yes, we are bias...
We think our kids are the cutest.
We are not cannibals.
We use only light pressure between the teeth and a little slobber to produce lots of tickles, giggles and wiggles.