Alby has
started giving kisses and I’m totally smitten with this new skill. I’ve no idea where this skill and
understanding suddenly sprung up from but the other night when Alby was giving
Percy the obligatory goodnight bash I said “give him a kiss Alby” and to my
utter surprise he did.
Don’t get
me wrong, Alby gets a good dose of kisses from me and Percy, but I’ve never put
a word to the action so that he knew what I was after and responded makes him,
once again, a genius in my eyes. (Either
that or this is yet another display of my parents superior skills in child
rearing.)
Now, taking
after his namesake Albert Laurence is a snogger and bless him if kissing Percy
goodnight didn’t end up with him receiving a nice lick across the face from a
stinky bullhound. I was slightly
mortified. Alby was thrilled. Percy was nonplussed.
Wondering
if Alby’s kisses are reserved just for Percy I asked him yesterday to give me a
kiss and my little heart warmed when I got a kiss back. Since then I confess there has been a lot of
kissing taking place in the Beebe household – even baby got a snogging before
bed tonight (well, his photo did but that’s the best we can manage at the
moment).
I do feel
that it is necessary to explain that when I say “kiss” I’m not completely
referring to what you or I would normally term a kiss. An Alby kiss is more an open mouthed press,
but I’ll take it.
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