Baby Love

Miss M has been so snuggly with me the last few days. I'm trying to relish it now, because I know in about 12 or 13 years she's going to want nothing to do with me.  Her being a teenager scares the living daylights out of me, and I know time will fly through these next years, but I can't fathom her being a moody, belligerent teen, addicted to a cell phone (or whatever the technology is in 10 years), moping around the house, and refusing to clean her room.

It seems eons away, but I know it'll be here before I know it. As a result, I'm soaking up all her squishy goodness now. I request "smooches" from her all the time, to which she is always willing to oblige, even if she's in the middle of doing something else. The funny part is, I never know what I'm going to get...

A closed mouth, tight-lipped quick peck on the cheek is about 70% of the time.

If she's laughing, I get the open-mouthed, slobbery raspberry smooch on the cheek. That's the other 25% of the time.

I was graced with a new one the other night. One I'm calling the "overexcited puppy smooch."

She licked my mouth. She leaned in, and at the last minute stuck her tongue out and slimed me.

And then proceeded to laugh hysterically when I went "bleeechhh!!" and wiped my mouth off.

The hysterical laughter made me wonder if it was premeditated.

~CSM