Kiss kiss!

[ailbhe]

This evening Linnea came home from the postbox with Rob and kissed me. Over and over again. It was a big joke! She kissed me mouth and my cheeks. She kissed me with her lips folded away inside her mouth, and puckered up. She kissed me with nose-bashing force and giggly tenderness. It was quite sweet... for a while. It's still quite sweet in retrospect but I remember getting tired of it and wanting to blow my nose.

She spent a good bit of the day not-napping; she was too tired to do anything but refused to nap. In the morning we hung the laundry and she did a good line in shoes and socks and things. We had a lovely lunch together, and read a few books. I can't remember what else we did, except that the box of music toys is out, so some of it was probably loud.

I have great hopes of tomorrow.

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Two of the children I looked after when I was a nanny used to call couscous 'kisskiss', and I remember one afternoon cooking with Eddie who must have been about two and a half and was helping 'squidge' the grains when he turned to me and said 'we hava make kisskiss kiss' and propmtly flung his arms round me (with hands full of couscous!) for a kiss ~smiles~