Conversation heard last week between Bram and his cousin Hank:
Bram: Hank please lick my armpit? Please?
Hank: No Bram, I won't lick your armpit, stop asking!!!
Hubby: Bram! You don't ask people to lick your armpits, that is disgusting.
Bram: But I bet it feels good.
Yes, this was a conversation that actually went down at Casa de Coco last week. Weird isn't it? I have no idea where Bram got the armpit licking idea in his pervy little head. The only thing I can figure out is that at night I tickle his arms when we read, and so he figured licking would be even better.
So last night, Bram was snuggling in our bed while I read to him and I noticed him fidgeting, and this is the conversation that followed:
Me: Bram, I am trying to read to you. What in the world are you doing? Be still.
Bram: I am trying to lick my own armpit.
Me: I am tired of hearing about all of this armpit talk. No licking armpits.
Bram: I think I can at least lick my own armpit!!!!
He gave it his best shot, got his little arm up high in the air with his head and neck reaching as far as they could reach. No luck in licking his own armpit though.
Should I be worried? It was funny at first but now I think he may just be a little freak show.