Jai loves tickling me with blades of grass. He learned this from his grandmother. "Tickle, tickle, tickle," he says laughing, as he swishes the grass around my neck.

One day as we were walking in the garden he stopped at a sapote tree. He reached up with the blades of grass and touched the bark saying, "Tickle, tickle, tickle!" He laughed and went on to the next tree and the next tree, making his way through the garden. The trees chuckled. I don't think they had ever been tickled before.