Pucker up

Dear Bubba

When did you stop just pursing your lips and pressing them against mine, and start puckering up?

love bug love

I noticed that you did it a couple of days ago, and then tonight you made a point of asking me to come back for a real kiss and did it again.

Maybe I didn’t miss the transition, and this week is it.

Whenever it happened, I love you. And your kisses.

Your besotted mumma

One Comment Add yours

  1. Real kisses! The best kind.

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