My Wife's Lost Son

So Anna has what she calls "A Disease". I am personally wondering if it is grounds for admittance to one of those padded rooms. She has this obsession with putting her finger in my belly button. When she succeeds or when I am just to tired to care, after putting her finger in my belly button she lets out this huge "AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" like what you used to see in the 80's soda commercials. It used to drive me nuts cause she would thrust her finger in there at supersonic speeds with no braking capabilities. I think a few times she tickled my spine when she did it. Today I saw a kindergartener on the bus who has to be Anna's long lost son.

He was sitting in the front seat next to me wearing a Spiderman shirt. (Why is Spiderman a major recurring theme in this blog). He had the bottom of his shirt pulled up enough to see his belly button and was singing a song to it. That was the funniest part - he was serenading his belly button!!! This kid definately has the same disease as my wife. The song went something like this: "Belly BUUUTTTT-ON!! I have a belly but-TTOOOONNNNNN!"