Dec got a lesson from Daddy this evening about how to kiss Nonie. "Give her quick kisses." The guidelines were expanded to include: No lingering or laughing during the kiss.
Kissing lessons were prompted by the following scene:
Dec was swaddled in a blanket on the couch. Nonie was playing with a fuzzy soccer ball on the floor. She looked very approachable...playful...darn cute...kissable. He watched her for a few seconds, but then couldn't resist her any longer.
He swooped in for a kiss but lingered too long. I was half paying attention to the exchange but became completely absorbed in it when all of a sudden Dec lept from the floor and let out a roar of a sob....
"Waaaaahhhhhhhhhh!" He threw himself back onto the couch.
"Nonie just bit my lip."
I sat here, biting my tongue, wondering why he would willingly put his lip in her mouth and how he could possibly think she wouldn't bite it.
Then I figured that sassy Miss Chicklets was just getting her big bro back for the time he practiced his "Jackson Pollock painting techniques" on her and not the lovely plain paper in front of him. She's a smart Chicklet that Miss Nonie.
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