We went swimming last night. I was hanging out on the step with Poopy.
She kept touching my shoulder – I had no clue what she was doing.
Then I noticed that she had her hand clenched. I opened it to see what she had – empty.
Then, she reached over to my shoulder again, almost like she was pinching me. She then closed her hand – like she had a treasure.
She did it one more time before it clicked for me.
She was stealing freckles off my shoulder and “holding” them in her hand.