I love babies. I would keep having them if a) I weren't getting old b) we had more room in our car and house and c) we were independently wealthy and could afford to raise them without money issues. At this very moment, if it were an option, I would be trying for #6 as I feel like my babies are slipping away. Instead, I am trying to treasure up the moments I have left of these 2 little boys before they become children, then preteens, then teenagers and all too soon, adults! To that end I post this little story...
Izaak hasn't ever quite figured out the timing of the smack of a kiss. Sometimes it's early, sometimes late, but most often it's non-existent. The other day I asked him for a kiss and he put his lips to my cheek and instead of smacking he whispered something. I repeated my request several times, each time getting the same response, which helped me figure it out. Everytime I asked for a kiss and he put his lips to my cheek, he was whispering, "Kissy"! My heart just melted with the sweetness of it!
I don't know how long it will last before he starts kissing with smacks, but I intended to treasure every single one of those whispered kissies!
Just had to add these pictures from today when Izaak fell asleep right before lunch. Poor baby, he was SO tired.