sticky kisses

As we were sitting on the couch today, doing some homeschool reading, Henry, who had just finished a cough drop, kept leaning over to kiss me on the cheek. Again and again. I didn't say anything at the time, but those kisses were very sticky. When Henry eats candy, or any sort of food item that resembles candy, he always manages to get the stickiness all over his face and mouth. But instead of wiping my cheeks off, with an "ewww, Henry!", it crossed my mind just how precious those sticky, voluntary kisses are, and I almost cried. Bring on the sticky kisses, Dude. I love 'em.

{Henry and I, playing photobooth}