Hug!

We are all driving home from St. Louis last weekend and I'm passing lunch back to Buddy one course at a time. He had slept through much of Alice's lunch earlier. The ham and bread make him very happy. Silly, actually. A minute or two later, I hear him straining and saying, "Huuuuug! Huuuuuug!" A hug? What on earth is he talking about? I look back and can't see anything out of the ordinary, but he's got that crazy grin on his face. He spreads his knees apart and I can see a very smashed pile of ham and bread in his crotch. His knees snap shut again and he strains while he squeezes his knees together,  "Huuuuuuuuug! (giggle giggle)"

Mmmmm. Crotch-hug sandwich.