It started, by me stroking his wee back when he was an infant. He would immediately relax and basically would not move until I quit touching his back. Sometimes his eyes would get heavy, most times he had a lazy smile on his face, but every time he enjoyed it and found it pleasurable. Over the years we moved to massaging his piggies and most recently we crack eggs. For any of y'all that do not know this one, I lightly rap my knuckles on Cam's head while saying "Crack, crack, crack.", then I very slowly and gently drag my fingernails thru his hair to make it feel like an egg yolk is dripping down his head. He loves this and we crack loads of eggs when we visit. Since then we have evolved a bit more...
Mimi was helping watch the grandbabies Monday and about 30 minutes after I arrived the following went down:
"You massage, Mimi?" as he sits next to me on the sofa.
"I do. Is that your way of asking if Mimi will massage you?"
(Nods.)
"What would you like me to massage, sir?"
"My back, yeah. My back."
I tell him he will have to lay down for me and he rolled onto his belly and draped himself over my lap. I started gently stroking his back and then I softly rubbed around his shoulder-blades. Huge sigh and he looks up at me and says "That just feels really good."
Telling ya the kid is a genius.
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