Pickle

Last night, Pickle (my four year old) was laying down with Mollie and began to squirm.
"Pickle, what is wrong sweetheart?" asked Mollie
"I itch Mommy, I itch"
"Where honey, where do you itch"
I ITCH MOMMY, I ITCH!!"
"Sweetheart, tell me where you itch!" replied Mollie
"On my Skin mommy, on my skin"