Reagan is NOTORIOUSLY stingy with her kisses (which is a trait I hope she keeps until she's happily married to the man of my choosing). In the meantime, though, she steadily refuses to kiss even her closest, most loved and cherished family members, including Daddy and her grandparents, except on extremely rare and usually coerced occasions.
That's why it was crazy last night when she would not.stop.kissing.me. On the cheek, on the nose, on the forehead. Each followed by HILARIOUS laughter. For a good 10 minutes or so. It was such a silly thing, that, even though it kind of wore out it's welcome after minute 3, I was loathe to put an end to it. Don't know what brought that on, but I think I just got my quota of kisses for the next several months!
Silly, silly girl.
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