The Freak, my five-year-old, favorite child, always demands a hug and a kiss from me as I'm dropping her off at pre-school.
Today, I walked her to the cafeteria breakfast table, sat her down and began to walk away:
"Hug!" she yelled at my back.
So I spun around and sauntered back to the table, sat down on the bench beside her, and gave her a hug.
"Kiss!" she yelled in my ear, pursing out her lips.
I obliged, giving her a peck.
"No! REAL KISS!!"
The next kiss I gave her was exactly like the first, but it apparently was a real kiss.
I really think you all should be asking her for advice when it comes to your proper kissing.
Today, I walked her to the cafeteria breakfast table, sat her down and began to walk away:
"Hug!" she yelled at my back.
So I spun around and sauntered back to the table, sat down on the bench beside her, and gave her a hug.
"Kiss!" she yelled in my ear, pursing out her lips.
I obliged, giving her a peck.
"No! REAL KISS!!"
The next kiss I gave her was exactly like the first, but it apparently was a real kiss.
I really think you all should be asking her for advice when it comes to your proper kissing.
