Tickle-me Tuesday

I've been on the computer for a while and just noticed Jane engrossed in some PBS kids show. She's flipped over one of our white dining chairs to do some creative lounging. I don't know what else to say--I just have to tickle her. I attack in tickle torture fashion.
She laughs and laughs, and says, "Why are you tickling me?"
"I wanted to make you laugh," I say.
"Oh." She says. "Thanks for making me laugh."
Maybe we'll make this a weekly tradition.