“Oh, I lik-a da geen shirt mama, it’s like kiss-miss”, says Noodle.
“Kiss-miss? Kiss ME,” I immediate reply.
“I didn’t say kiss me, I said kiss miss”.
“I know, but it sounded like you wanted to kiss a miss and I am a miss”.
“No mommy”, giggles the delicious Noodle. “I said KISS-MISS, like SANTA”! “ You know, Santa, Mommy”.
“Oh, silly Mommy, I thought you wanted me to kiss you”!
“Kiss-miss? Kiss ME,” I immediate reply.
“I didn’t say kiss me, I said kiss miss”.
“I know, but it sounded like you wanted to kiss a miss and I am a miss”.
“No mommy”, giggles the delicious Noodle. “I said KISS-MISS, like SANTA”! “ You know, Santa, Mommy”.
“Oh, silly Mommy, I thought you wanted me to kiss you”!
He continues to get himself dressed.
AAA-choooo…
“Bless you Noodle”.
“Thank you. Mommy, I need a tissue”.
Running with the tissue behind my back, I smooch him all up.
Giggle, Giggle.
AAA-choooo…
“Bless you Noodle”.
“Thank you. Mommy, I need a tissue”.
Running with the tissue behind my back, I smooch him all up.
Giggle, Giggle.
“Mommy, I need a tissue”!
“Oh, I thought you said Kiss You”!
“I said tissue, not kiss you! Mommy, you so funny. I always love you”.
“I always love you too Noodle”.
Peace.
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