Dennis' first pillow fight

We had a little party at Gran's and Pop's house tonight. It was totally unplanned--we stopped by so that David could work on a computer problem for them and so that Dennis could deliver a birthday present to Gran (a pack of Sno-Caps). While David tinkered, Dennis and Gran and Pop and I (and Granny after a while) all settled into the living room. Dennis gave a concert on the piano and insisted we sing along ("sing happy birthday" and he would name the object or person we were to sing to) while he played. Then we were tickling him and giving horsey rides and bouncing him and suddenly we were all throwing a pillow around. He would count to whatever number and someone would toss a pillow at him. He just chuckled and chuckled, almost howling with delighted baby laughter that a pillow hit him in the face. He would count again and throw the pillow at one of us. This went on for a very long time with him getting more and more wound up. Then he started throwing the pillow into the hall and shouting "Go get it, Gran!". So we took turns running away with the pillow while he chased us, laughing hysterically and shouting "Say oh no!" (because Ellen did this with him once and now he's hooked--we must shout "oh no!" and run from him). He got so worn out that when he finally tackled me and got the pillow, he laid down on it and said "night night!". He was back up soon enough, though, and when the time came for him to actually go home and go night night, he was very upset. We were having so much fun that he didn't want to leave!