Public Displays of Affection
Baguette doesn’t always want to kiss us. But when she does, she’s very egalitarian. I’ll say, “Can Mommy have a kiss?” And sometimes she ignores me.
But sometimes she says, “Mommy kiss!” and gives me a kiss through her pacifier. Then–without fail–she’ll say, “Daddy kiss!” and give a kiss to Mr. Sandwich. (Today she said, “Now I need to give Daddy a kiss,” but I’m not sure most people would have known that.) (Sometimes she will follow up with “Wicket kiss!” and we are happy that she wants to kiss the dog on the back.)
Lately, she’s started something new: she puts one hand on my jaw and the other on Mr. Sandwich’s, and pushes us together so that we will kiss each other. She’ll do this three or four times in succession.
I’m glad she likes to see us kiss, because she’s just going to have to put up with it.