February 20, 2009
One last time: So, the week before Cat officially moved out of the house, we had another infamous tickle session. The story behind this is quite strange, but I’m sure not too strange for you folk who have siblings. In HS and even more recently in college, I would barge into Cat’s room late at night and do somersaults onto her bed. As I would be extremely fatigued from studying, I’d ask Cat to tickle me. The thing is, though, I don’t take tickling very well — let’s just say, even before a person starts tickling me, but have their fingers strewn out in ready form to tickle, I just start busting out laughing. Since I would need energy boosts, tickle sessions would always do the trick. This time around, Mark was able to catch this candid moment on camera. Welcome to the family Mark!

One last time: So, the week before Cat officially moved out of the house, we had another infamous tickle session. The story behind this is quite strange, but I’m sure not too strange for you folk who have siblings. In HS and even more recently in college, I would barge into Cat’s room late at night and do somersaults onto her bed. As I would be extremely fatigued from studying, I’d ask Cat to tickle me. The thing is, though, I don’t take tickling very well — let’s just say, even before a person starts tickling me, but have their fingers strewn out in ready form to tickle, I just start busting out laughing. Since I would need energy boosts, tickle sessions would always do the trick. This time around, Mark was able to catch this candid moment on camera. Welcome to the family Mark!

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