Tickly toes

Last Friday, a gorgeous autumn (or hortum as a friend's little boy calls it) day, I took Rowdy to Dulwich Park to meet a friend and her little girl who is about nine months old.

Rowdy of course found the biggest, deepest puddle to ride his bike through, he shouted his way through lunch and climbed the Barbara Hepworth sculptures. He chased the horses, investigated the falling leaves and hid from us! His normal, loud, boisterous, labrador puppy-like self.

So, it was much to my surprise when he found a fluffy feather that he used it to tickle little Gwen's toes. It was so tender and so gentle and so tickly; she giggling, him too, truly delighted by making her laugh.

I love the interaction between children (most of the time), the genuine pleasure in making each other laugh, in having fun, in tickling.

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