In our Small Group last night, somehow kissing our kids came up. I volunteered that I love giving Hunter mouth kisses and how Mark doesn't... or, at least, he prefers to give him kisses on the forehead, head or cheek. I appreciate from where Mark is coming- he's a germ-a-phobe and rightly so. Poor guy- everytime Hunter gets a cold, Mark seems to get it 5 times worse. Again, I can appreciate the lack of desire to give Hunter kisses on the lips.
Myself, on the other hand, find the gamble of giving mouth kisses completely worth the sacrifice of catching a death-tempting toddler cold. I caught myself tearing up at that idea. Silly; aren't I? I just can't help myself and I know these kisses won't last forever. Or at least, there will be a large break in them during his teenage years.
My biggest challenge giving Hunter kisses? Making sure he keeps his mouth closed! ;) I told him to save the open-mouth kisses for his wife.
Have you kissed someone today?


My dad adores his time with Hunter, playing with cars/boats/puzzles/balls and reading to him. He enjoys getting him in and out of the car, washing his hands and pushing him in the stroller- all of those mundane tasks we parents are so over. My dad is still quite young, so he's always willing to try something athletic and he can hang pretty well. Most impressive, pops.

