Wrestling

Stephen definitely loves to wrestle.  He and Matt will usually "wrestle" in the evenings as bonding time.  In our house wrestling means Stephen runs at us full speed to either knock us down or caught in our arms as he tries to pass.  Usually, the event ends up in tickling Stephen.  Recently, I have become the wrestler in the evening.  It is hard work, but the tickling and listening to Stephen's laugh over and over is so worth it.  He keeps coming back for more tickles too!

Last night, I was tickling Stephen and trying to get him to say "Uncle" when he wanted me to stop.  We have done this before and he did great.  But last night the conversation went like this:

Mommy: Do you want me to stop tickling you?

Stephen:  (through hysterical laughter) Y-es!

Mommy: Say Uncle!  Say Uncle!  Say Uncle!

Stephen: Corey!!!!!  (Corey is my brother and Stephen's Uncle Corey.)

I died of laughter and immediately stopped tickling.  So in our house now, we don't say Uncle.  We say Corey.  Needless to say, Uncle Corey got a phone call last night.