
I noticed (my boyfriend) Jackson itching his nose.
"Maybe he needs help with that," I thought to myself. But I can't reach him from over here in the arm chair. I'll wait and see.
I ask my friend Rose what she thinks, but she's sleeping, so she'll get back to me. I figure it's a good idea, so I set about planning my approach.
Sophie has a good idea about reaching out (since Jackson was so itchy, he probably couldn't move toward me), and also suggests which finger to use. She shows me how she would do it, so I can visualize success.
The little guy burst into tears, and I saw our future lifetime of love flash before my eyes and go up in smoke - all at once! I was devastated.

For some reason, both Mommy and MamaC were kind of giggling as they addressed the situation. Now I'm not sure whether I should do this again? Anyway, Mommy put my socks on my hands for the rest of our playdate so we could all be safe and happy again.
Sorry Jackson!!!
xoxo,
Hope
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And they all lived happily ever after.
The End.
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