This morning Jill and I were cuddling on the couch when Jill pointed out that it was time to get in shape. Tony was getting control of the "dish situation" in the kitchen and I was waiting to swap Jill duty to head upstairs and iron my shirt for an important day at work.
My Mom pointed out that Jill's been clingy lately too. You don't want to pick her up all the time but then you do. At some point she won't want to cuddle anymore, right? And so we snuggle on the couch - Jill in her pajamas and me in my sports bra and gym shorts - when Jill pokes my tummy roll (I was sitting in my defense) and says, "BUBBLE." Awesome.