Hally757 1.11

She explained she didn't mean to make me think she was going to eat all the cookies up, and that she was not going to eat them while she was sleeping, and she wouldn't even dream about it. In her loving motherly way. When she saw she was not getting through to me she switched to tickling. She tickled me once under the chin. Mother knew I ticklish and and whenever she wanted me to do something she tickled me but today I was determined not to laugh. So I didn't. I frowned folded my arms and pouted-anything to keep me laughing. At first it was easy easy, but then she started taking off my socks and tickling there. I tried holding it in but she kept at it and I couldn’t help but laughing. She tickled me until I couldn’t breath; she tickled me all over the couch until I fell on the floor, rolling into the kitchen and back again into the living until I almost fell into the burning fireplace, laughing and laughing holding my sides. Over and over, I finally escaped and ran to my room but she followed me, took one look at me held up her fingers with a sly grin etched on her face and started all over again until I had to give in. “Ok, ok, mommy Stooooop!!”
I said between breaths “Stop! Stop!” I screamed pounding my fists onto the floor and kicking wildly on the floor, I couldn’t take it anymore
I couldn’t even get the words out I was laughing so much “Ok, I will, …S-s-stop… stop…t-t-tickling me!” I rolled over and said it again, trying to block her hands
And all the time Mom was enjoying it. In the end I gave in and she finally stopped. “Now, my girl we will have no more temper tantrums, whining and pouting is that clear?” “Hally” She said pointing her finger in that tone of hers she used when she was mad or angry. One word was enough, and when I didn’t answer she threatened to tickle me again “Ok! Ok… No more tantrums!” I said “Promise?” She she said, again I didn’t answer right away, giving up my tantrums just like that was a pretty tough thing. She warned me about tickling me all week “ok, I promise!” “That’s a good girl!” She hugged me put my socks back on and we went back out to the living room, I was beat, out of breath and very tired but altogether happy. The “temper” over we were back to normal. We laughed some more and settling down in her arms I nestled my head on her shoulder and settled down, I was so tired from all that tickling.