"Sprite, give Mommy kisses!"
She starts leaning in to buzz me a good one when I notice her mouth is wet. Yuck. I present my cheek to avoid making direct contact with whatever it is coating her lower face.
Her hand grabs my chin (ouch?) and turns me to face her full on and smashes her lips to mine.
Then her hand releases my face and she goes on about her play.
I sit and watch her. I should be thinking, wow, she was determined. Instead, all I can think is, when did she have peaches?
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