This weekend I have to deal with all of the tantrums, settle all of the arguements and deal with all of the attitude. That means I also get all of the giggles, all of the hugs and all of the kisses.
Tonight as I zipped up Cooper's sleep sack, getting him ready for bed, I asked Cooper for a kiss. His eyes lit up, he leaned in and kissed me. It is the first time that I have asked for a kiss and he has purposefully given me one. Of course he hasn't yet learned how to pucker so it wasn't the most elegant kiss I've ever received, but it was my best today. I sure do love that little boy.