Our four-year-old has been very generous with his affection lately. When I am working on the laptop, or reading, or in the kitchen cooking he wraps his arms around my neck and gives me a series of very sweet butterfly kisses on my cheek.
Yesterday we had this conversation:
Timothy: I'm going to kiss you. (and he does)
Me: Thank you so much! Now, how about Daddy?
Timothy: No, I can't kiss him . . . he's not a girl.
Me: Hmmm. How about Nicholas and Jonathan?
Timothy: No . . . they're not girls either.
There is a pause.
Timothy: Nope, you're the only girl in the house so you get all my kisses.
And that's what Makes My Monday . . . . kisses all for me.
Cheryl for some more Makes My Monday fun.)