My dear sweet Morgan, who is all of 11 and full of himself, has challenged me to a rematch on last night’s tickle fight.

Morgan: Mom. You think you man enough to take me?

Me: What? Are you crazy? I’m like… the TICKLE QUEEN. You want a piece of me?

Morgan: No. I want the whole thing.

Excuse me. There is some serious tickling that needs to be done. Somebody needs to learn a lesson.