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Danger Lad! had the loveliest of times with his cousins yesterday. There was running and jumping and shrieking, so I assume a good time was had. As a result of all this fun, he woke up tired this morning, and decided to experiment with snuggles as a way to avoid getting dressed. Good strategy. I'm a sucker for snuggles. So I got hugs, and kisses, and taught the boy to rub noses, and it took approximately a year and a half to get his trousers onto him.

Sorta like a lot of guys I've dated, actually, although much more G-rated.