When I picked Baby Boy up from school (when I say school I mean basically a playgroup-but-worth-it-because-I-can-drink (coffee)-in-peace) today the teacher told me BB had his first kiss.
"Really?" I eyed the 3 toddler girls and wondered which one won my son's affections? The skinny blonde? The bookish brunette? The sassy redhead from Ireland? (Yes, they are that stereotypically diverse.)
"Show Mama who you kissed today, " I bent down to his level smiling.
He ran over to the Asian boy who has a constant stream of green mucus running over his lips and gave him a full open mouth kiss.
At least my son doesn't think Purell tastes bad since I sprayed a whole tube of it on his face in the car.