15 September 2008

Hey Hey...

I sidled up behind her to kiss her exposed neck. My arms wrapping around her body. I feel tugging on my shirt.

"Hey hey, circle please. Let's get into a circle for a hug." say Mr. Man as if he were addressing the peasants.

We form a circle for a group hug. He sighs heavy and looks up at us smiling. As he turns to walk away, he throws his hands into the air and says, " Alright, thanks for the hug. You two can go back to your kissy stuff. I am out of here."

5 comments:

Sizzle said...

That's so cute.

Pumpkin said...

At least he lets you get back to it! Our son won't let my husband touch me because I am HIS! :)
Of course, our son is three and I am sure within the next year or so he won't care because his world will not revolve around his Mama.

Penelope said...

Ha! That is too cute. :o)

kat! said...

kissy stuff. heh

eclectic said...

Adorable!! Y'know... I suspect that "kissy stuff" is how you ended up as parents in the first place. ;)