Rolling around with the girls this morning:

Me: Tickle tickle… Um, why are you not ticklish?
Isabella (5): I don’t know.

Me: Tickle tickle… You’re not ticklish either?
Julianna (8): Doesn’t look like it.

Me: Get off my loins. Ow. Loins.
Iz: Sorry. Daddy, I know where I’m ticklish.

My eyes light up.

Me: Ohhh!.. Pinchy butt. Pinchy butt!!

Iz: Hahahahahahaha!

More Thanksgiving thanks.

Loins will recover. In time.