Belly likes to hang on the doors in our house. Well, not every door - just the ones with long handles. She opens the door, grabs the handle on either side, and pulls herself up into pull-up position, knees clamped to both sides of the door. She does this all the time. Her upper body strength is crazy - biceps and triceps like little rocks. And she'll do it until she breaks a sweat. Her poor hands are calloused, but she loves, loves, loves it! Who am I to stop her? Funny kid.

The other night I was cooking dinner and Belly was happily hanging on the kitchen door. I smiled at my silly. "Why do you like hanging on the doors so much, Belly?" She lowered herself and said sweetly, "It makes my bottom tingle."

Oh. Great. Sigh.....