Saturday 4 April. Tickle fights… need I say more?!?!
Tickle fights are a formalised occasion in our house, currently. First you set a time, then a place, then there’s a countdown, a Tickle Fight Theme Song, and the tournament begins! Daddy against daughter, arms and legs flailing everywhere, the goal to make the other call “STOP” first. A tumble of limbs, a cacophany of laughter, and onlookers chuckling at the solemnity – yet hilarity – of it all.
It’s times like these that I realise the value of going “all-in” and embracing the moment with everything that you have. Everything else fades except for the moment that you’re in. I love the excitement that brews as a tickle fight approaches, and the kindness and gentleness that is so apparent (even mid knee-jerk!) and the real-life modelling that’s going on between Dad and daughter. I love the way that children are able to be so fully present.
So yup, today I’m thankful for tickle fights. I’d love to hear about a family tradition that you have?
Kristy x
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