June 11, 2013
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He wants me to turn his swimming trunks right-side out so that he can go flounder about happily in the pool, that wonderful energy-expenditure. I heart energy-expenditures for boys. I help him out, and then he shuffles around the kitchen, looking at me out of the corners of his eyes.
“Mom?” he says, “Why do you sometimes give us kisses?”
“What?” I say, in surprise, looking at him and taking in his hopeful smirk.
“I said, why do you sometimes give us kisses?”
I smile and I pounce and cover his little four-year old face with smooches, while he stands still, happy. ”Because I like you and I love you and I like to give you kisses!!” He stands still, a satisfied look on his face, and I hug him close. His mission is accomplished, and he scampers out to play.
