So you could go in, you could get your tummy tuck.

Tuck in.

My tummy hurts.

Tuck your shirt in.

Ah my tummy hurts!

Hey, watch that tummy there, boy.

Nip and tuck till crack of doom.

Let's open your tummy, then we'll see.

Hey Bri guy you wanna tuck into some cake?

Every single night, when I tuck my kids into bed,

So we go, sit, on the couch sit, tummy rub sit,

I didn't feel well. You had a tummy ache, I bet.

Oh and if your not feeling social, you can tuck Facebook Messenger away.

He comes for a tummy rub, because he believes that will give me luck.

I'm going to tell you by sharing with you the three things that I tell my kids every night when I tuck them into bed.

And I remember this plan, born out of frustration from a kid who kept calling me Yogi, then pointed at my tummy and said, Too many picnic baskets.

If we could understand how that frog is managing the way its tummy works, is there information here that we need to understand or could usefully use to help ourselves?

And I said, Well, I think I do too but I also hear it through my hands, through my arms, cheekbones, my scalp, my tummy, my chest, my legs and so on.

So I have half jokingly started to wonder what would be the consequences maybe, if we just sent one twin to daycare and maybe just kind of tuck the other one in my office drawer during the workday.