At first Gabriel was just kissing family. There is nothing more drooly-heartwarming than a baby kiss, and we encouraged it.
But now Gabriel has branched out to kissing other babies. It started with an older, large-headed woman in the sandbox this past Tuesday:
As they slowly crawled toward each other, their mouths opened, like a slow-mo kiss on the Love Boat. I think G almost injured her in the process, but what is love if not the tension between the duelling desires to kiss madly or gouge each other's eyes out?
In the end, she licked his forehead and crawled away. G., who pat-pat-pats every surface in reach gave her a tap on her diapered bum as she scooted back to her mom.
As if this was not enough, on Wednesday G. was mad for little Mia, and he kissed this little redhead as she slept.
