I love having my back scratched. I think it’s hereditary because I know of several members of my family who also love to have their backs scratched. I don’t think that this is an uncommon trait out there in the world, but I love it to the point that it’s noted and recognized in our house. Last night I asked Matt to scratch my back (which is particularly nice lately because he’s apparently been chewing his nails and ragged nails make for a great back scratch) and he told me the following story:
Yesterday morning Matt was changing Liam’s diaper. Liam appeared to be fiddling with his hip/haunch area and it looked to Matt like it might itch. Matt scratched it for him. Apparently Liam’s reaction was to stop everything and lie there in what looked like a trance. Matt said it was clear by the look on Liam’s face that this might have been the first time Liam had enjoyed a good itch scratching. He also said that it was clear that Liam is my son.