As I was getting the girls dressed for bed, the baby kissed me on the lips, as she always does.
“Oooh, you kissed Mommy, like you kiss your husband,” Rowan announced. She is really into this boyfriend/husband kick right now. “Jory is going to be my boyfriend,” she declared.
“Rowan, Jory can’t be your boyfriend, right? Why?” I reminded and questioned her.
“’Cause he’s my brother,” she answered.
“Right.”
“When I get married can I get married can I kiss my husband all the time?” she asked.
“Yes, you can,” I answered happily.
My Rowan loves hugs, kisses, being held. My son, who is somewhere out there, will have a wife who will love to touch him and be physically.
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