I was mildly obsessed with Annie today.
I would cup her plump, little cheeks in my hands and kiss her, cheek to cheek to cheek to cheek.
Soft, squishy, little toddler cheeks.
It's another one of those moments I wish I could fold up and put in my pocket...save it for later, through the years, when I don't have little, squishy baby cheeks running around the house.
P.S. Rereading this post, I thought that some might read it, laughing, thinking about bum-cheeks instead of cheek-cheeks. I'm talking about above-the-neck-cheeks, people. However, I do love little, squishy bum cheeks, just not for kissing.