|Seriously? Does this look anything like my elbow?|
I don't know where he developed this fascination with "fluffy" body parts, but his mild obsession has also turned into a security blanket of sorts.
When he is nervous or needs reassurance, he stands right next to me and rubs my "fluffy". This is the patch of skin on my elbow when my arm is straight. It looks odd when he stands there and rubs it between his fingers. And it is a bit ticklish.
He may have crossed the line yesterday, however, when he said, "Mommy! Feel my fluffy!" and began to pull down his pants.
Joey is lucky he is so darn cute.
Beth's fluffy - 1
Joey - 1
***This does not apply to those people who have zero body fat. If you fall into this category, I am silently cursing you right now. You know who you are.