Hallmark meets ultimate fighting

This morning, Damian, Ellie and I had a hallmark commercial-worthy moment...if the sound on that commercial was muted. Picture the three of us cuddling in bed, Gracie laying at the foot of the bed, soft morning light streaming through the windows....you get the idea. But un-mute the sound and the scene was a bit different. Miss Ellie is not one to sit still these days, so the soundtrack to the otherwise peaceful morning went something like this..."agh, Ellie, I see technicolor when you push on my eye that hard"..."ouch! she just pinched the skin on the inside of my arm"..."well, she just used my nipple as a pulley and then used her sticky fingers to pull out my chest hair" (that was Damian, by the way)..."owww, that toenail is actually sharper than any knife we own and it's digging into my collarbone!"..."Ellie stop! I think she might have separated my arm from my shoulder joint"..."she's trying to pull up using my inner thigh as a handle"..."oh my gosh, I don't think I'll be able to have children after that kick"..."Ellie, you cannot use my sternum as a pogo stick." Awh, fun family times. ;-)