So my gorgeous, nearly three-year-old, has banned me from kissing him!
It used to be just because he hated my ”stinky breath” in the morning.
In fact he often insists I go brush my teeth at 5am in the morning so we can continue our morning snuggle.
I oblige because he’s quite insistent and SOOO snuggly in the morning.
Then he didn’t want kisses because they were ”too sloppy” – eg I didn’t have my mouth firmly closed so I inadvertently allowed the slight moisture on my lips to come in contact with him.
A kiss of this variety caused all sorts of face wiping, yukking and cranky behaviour.
It’s not as long I was slobbering over the poor child like a eager puppy just cute fish kisses.
But then last night at bedtime when I went to smoother him in more kisses he said ”no kisses”.
I asked him why and he said I had ”tuna breath” – no way that is possible because I had tuna for lunch not dinner.
Surely the fishy smell can’t hang around for that long?
Much to his disgust I kissed him all over anyhow – surely he can’t deny me this pleasure at the tender age of three?
(nothing like a poorly centred selfie!)
I feel sorry for whoever marries him, she, or he (you’ve got to keep an open mind these days) will have to be a top-notch kisser to even get a look in!
Maybe he’s just going to be a cuddler (not a word) and again, I feel sorry for whoever he shacks up with.
Because really nothing beats a good old-fashioned pash right?
I mean it’s how most of us fell in love with our significant others in the first place.
If you haven’t got the odd occasion raunchy kiss in your life then, well, I think that’s a bit sad.
Back to No.2 child though, don’t get me wrong I’m not overstepping the mark in regards to our nightly kisses.
But I do wonder why he no longer wants kisses.
Perhaps I have to resort to carrying Listerine in my pocket, or chewing gum?
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