Again from Rude Cactus, one of the most endearing things I've ever heard about a toddler:
My daughter kisses my knees. When I come home from work, she helps me change. When I take my pants off, she screams "knees!" from wherever she is, runs to me and gives both my knees kisses. Sometimes several kisses. Being my knees is a pretty cool gig.
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I know; how does your heart not melt over that?
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