When I put the boys to bed, I usually give them a strong pat on their leg after I kiss them goodnight. We call it the "Love Pat."
Two days ago, while putting Zayd to bed... I missed.
Yes... I hit the spot where no boy wants to be hit.
Zayd doubles up in pain.
Me: Oh my God Zayd! I am SO SORRY!
Me: Holy cow. I am so sorry - are you okay honey? I didn't mean to do that! I can't believe I missed your leg!
Zayd starts giggling and owie-ing at once...
... and then he giggles more and more and more...
until we are both laughing.
Zayd: Okay mom. No. More. Pats.
Me: Right... no more.
Zayd: Your love pats are becoming dangerous.