I don't know why this just popped into my head, but I'm glad it did so that I can blog it before it fades into history.
Kyle's new favorite game with me is to wipe off my kisses. He asks me to give him a kiss (or sometimes lots) and then he'll wipe his face where I just kissed him. He looks at me with a mischievious grin as if to ask, "What are you going to do about it?" So of course, I have to kiss him some more. Then repeat. Sometimes I tickle him after he wipes his face and then we repeat. His smiles and giggles make me so happy. I don't care if he wipes off my kisses. Plus I think we both know he can't really wipe them away. :)
4 comments:
Did you ever read the children's classic, Freckles, by Jean Stratton Porter? Your post reminded me of that book: "kisses don't wash off."
I love it when little boys are loving... on their terms of course! Too cute!
Really cute!
Such a boy!
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