We were visited by our 6 and 8 year old nieces. We learn, we run and play and then the little girl says, "And let's argue, you can't get me up?" and. By the way, the girl is miniature and raising her will not be a problem. In general, I catch her for her legs, and around there are screams, whispers, whispers as much as possible... And here I think, holding her for her legs, rather than whether I should throw her to the ceiling and catch her. Naturally, joy has no boundaries, he says, let’s. I take, and with all my strength I pull up, and... nothing happens, I just pull it up, and I can’t lift it up... After three attempts I notice that there are no whispers, no laughter... And only a little voice from below: “Please remove your foot from your hair.”