For the longest time, Roo wouldn't give me kisses.
I had to steal them.
I had to be sneaky and devilish about it and pretend to give her the binky so she'd be puckered up and I would swoop in and plant one on her lips. Or I would snatch her up, turn her upside down and wait until she went into full on wide-open mouth giggle mode before I could attack her with my lips.
Now, she gives them.
And I take full advantage.
Roo, do you want a cookie? First you must give me a kiss.
Roo, would you like to go play toys? Kiss please.
Roo, do you love me? Prove it and KISS ME!
I make up any excuse for her to kiss me.
And I love it.
I just melt when I ask for a kiss and she leans forward, perfect pink lips puckered... she even makes the MUAH sound after we kiss.
It warms every part of my heart... so much that I must go demand more kisses from her, right this instant.
Poor child is going to hate me one day, huh?
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