I may have mentioned before that I now work from home. My office is on the second floor. Actually, it is the second floor. It’s where I spend most of my days, running Live Oak Games and working on my writing. Every once in a while, however, I get the hankering to see some other people.<\/p>\n
That’s where the tickle attacks come in.<\/p>\n
When the kids are home, I’ll occasionally sneak downstairs and work my way carefully towards the kids. Once I get close enough, I leap out, shout “Tickle Attack!”, and tickle them.<\/p>\n
I’ll admit this receives mixed reactions, but I only do it once every couple weeks, so it generally goes over pretty well.<\/p>\n
A couple of weeks ago, I was having a tough time upstairs, trying to work through some problems with a game design. It just wasn’t working out and I ended up launching several tickle attacks that afternoon. <\/p>\n
C (the five year old) loved it, and started trying to sneak around to catch me when I came downstairs. His momma, of course, was ready to build a gate over the stairs so she could lock me out. N (the three year old) didn’t like them either. After the fourth attack, he grabbed my hands. “Hey Daddy! I have an idea! Let’s sneak up on your drawer and get some Tootise Rolls. Wouldn’t that be fun?”<\/p>\n
Yes, I have a drawer of Tootsie Rolls, and no, attacking it is not as much fun as a Tickle Attack.<\/p>\n
Nonetheless, we launched a raid on the unsuspecting drawer, and then I headed back upstairs.<\/p>\n
The chocolate killjoy. Hmph.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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