taking it back

In other news, I am sad to report that the Junebug has grown old and wise enough to realize that when I have claimed to be “taking my kisses back” after I kiss him and he says “No! No kisses!”, I have sneakily just been kissing him twice.

(Yes, I know, it’s very bad.)

So the Junebug is now demanding that I take my kisses back with my hands. He either has not yet worked out that this is a way to tickle his little cheeks and chin, or he is entering into the spirit of the thing.