Kisses and Kicks
Wally and his little bro Leo chillin' on the couch. "Wally! Can you give Aunt Heather a kiss?" He thinks for a second, processing the request. Puckers up. Smooch. So awesome. He spontaneously started kissing on request a few weeks back. The best is when we've been having fun playing and he turns around, thinking about what to do, and puckers up and smooches me on my scruffy cheek. I melt. It's his first way of saying I love you. Words fail to describe how it makes me feel. Earlier that day while changing a diaper. "Whap!" Wally's foot smacks the whole right side of my face. "NO KICKING!" I yell as I grab his ankle, trying to prevent further violence and trying to control my anger and surprise at being kicked in the head by a 3.5 year old. "Wally, you may not kick me. Or mommy..." He wiggles, trying to escape my grasp. I hold on for a few more seconds. He looks away and ca...