There I was minding my own business relaxing on the back porch after a long day of slave labor (okay okay. "yard work") when I was attacked!
Brandon decided that my new super sized cha-cha's were just too tempting so he decided to give one of them a playful little pinch. WRONG!
I was so surprised that what happened next can only be explained as frightening. I proceeded to both laugh and cry hysterically. For ten minutes.
All the while Brandon is staring at me with a bemused and slightly terrified look on his face.
I don't think he fully comprehends the sensitivity that is involved with the pregnancy boob.