A Kiss

Kaitlyn doesn't hand out kisses left and right so when we get one we make a big deal out of it. We do the same kind of song and dance parents do when a child finally uses the potty. Yesterday Kaitlyn came up to me with her lips stuck out. I quickly turned my cheek to her for the impending kiss I was about to receive. As soon as her lips made contact I broke into my normal praise and excitement over receiving a kiss. It goes something like this which is repeated with clapping and happy moves until the point has gotten across, "Oh, thank you, thank you. I got a kiss, I got a kiss..." As soon as I was done with my victory dance Kaitlyn looked at me and sweetly said, "spit". I put my hand on my cheek and sure enough... She didn't kiss me she was spitting on me. Here I had made a big deal about a kiss I never received. Spitting is her new thing; it's blowing bubbles until they slide down her chin usually, but she is working on perfecting her technique.