I'm so lucky that I got to marry not only my best friend, but the ticklee of my dreams.
Someone who fills my life with so much light... and fills our home with the sweetest ticklish laughter I've ever heard.
Someone who I feel such joy and calm and peace coming home to every day... and who loves that me tickling her to bits is my favorite way to show how much I love and appreciate her.
Someone who I trust completely to take care of me and my heart, and who knows I'll always do the same for her... so she doesn't even hesitate to bare her most vulnerable, ticklish spots for me to play with.
Someone who I laugh with more than I ever have before... and not just because her adorable reactions when I'm scribbling on her feet make me laugh along with her.
Someone who's the most gorgeous person I've ever met... and who is somehow even more beautiful with a huge smile on her face when she's happily laughing and squirming in my arms.
Someone who's caring and patient with me... and who bursts into adorable anticipatory giggles when I take my time waiting just a few more seconds to start squeezing her thighs and knees again.
Someone who's always wanted the sort of sweet, gentle partnership we share... and who's always secretly wanted that partner to be her own personal, relentlessly teasy tickle monster.
Someone who challenges me to be better every day... and challenges me to find even better, more flustering ways to make her double over in ticklish laughter
And someone who is always trying to be better for me, for us... and is always trying to keep her arms up just a little longer to let herself be tickled silly.
Someone who loves me for who I am... an incredibly lucky, dorky guy who just can't get enough of making her smile.
Someone who I love with all my heart... and who I can't wait to throw onto our bed and give tickly kisses and scribbles all over as soon as she finishes reading this post.












