As I was putting Miles to bed tonight, I leaned over for my requisite hug and kiss. As I did so, Miles reached up, grabbed both sides of my face, and turned my head to the side. Then he leaned up from his pillow and gave me a big kiss on the cheek.
“AWWWWWW!” I squealed, not being able to hold back when faced with the adorable. “What a sweet boy!”
Miles smiled and laughed, matching my giddiness. Then he outstretched his arms again and said, “Now the unna one!” And we repeated the process for the other cheek.
I don’t know where he learned to kiss like a he’s a European saying hello, but it absolutely warmed the heart.
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