Pete has just learned what it means to “kiss,” and so I am now the delighted recipient of sweet, sloppy, open-mouthed baby kisses.
And the best part is that they’re all mine. Nobody else gets them like I do, and I get them whenever I ask.
Months of discomfort…hours of labor…a lifetime of heartache and worry: PAID.
Kisses by babies who just learned how is one of the best reasons of all to have kids! 🙂 Woohoo for you!
Yes, that is the best. Although I find myself quite partial to Little Brother’s “razzicles” too. Plus, it’s cute when they can talk and warn you: “Mom, I’m gonna give you a kiss–and a HUG!”