Beau is one “wild and crazy guy.”
He has calmed down quite a bit over the years as he’s matured, but every now and then, he reverts back to his early years and antics.
Here are just a few examples of the antics I speak of:
* In our first few years of marriage, his idea of fun times was sneaking into the bathroom, reaching over the top of the shower curtain, and pouring a pitcher filled with ice & water on me while I was taking a shower. Don’t worry. There was payback.
* He made up a character called “Mr. Eraserhead” by contorting his face and flailing his arms about. It was quite creepy. He got his kicks by chasing me around the house as this crazed lunatic.
* If I ever told him I had to go to the bathroom, massive tickling ensued. He was evil and quite a merciless tickler, causing tears and loss of breath. He still is. Just ask my girls.
I should have seen all this coming when, as friends, I went to kiss him good-bye on the cheek, and he quickly turned his head and kissed me smack dab on the lips. Sneaky snake.
Last night he was back to his old tricks.
Imagine La Petite Belle’s surprise when her 10 “licks” was just that. Literal licks all over the face and one on the tummy (to grow on). Quite disturbing and disgusting. I know. He’s chased me down to do the same to me. Yuck.