Usually, if I'm outside the room and I threaten to "get" Julia, she starts shrieking and flapping her arms. This time, she saw me coming, so it wasn't the normal thrilling suspense of an impending "getting." Most of you know, my baby girl isn't the most affectionate child on the block, so kisses and love are a tight commodity around here. And hampered by the fact that I do not lactate makes me even less "lovable" to my little Cheese. I was pretty shocked when she let me give her kisses like this. It was a rare and beautiful moment that I was pleased to have caught for posterity - and for all those times she slaps me rather than kisses me!
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