| It's surreal to have to say that to your son. El Maestro (my oldest) and Charm Attack (my youngest) have both had interesting adventures in the realm of kissing this week. El Maestro (who has been practicing his violin of his own free will so much this week that his fingertips have started to peel) has always been a hit with the ladies. At the ripe old age of a few years less than ten, however, he has never been chased by girl before... well, before this week anyway. Picture it! You're playing on the playground, when suddenly, that girl that you think is kinda neat charges across the playground at you. And worse, she's smiling. You run! You dart in and out of playground equipment, but to no avail. In mere minutes she has you. You're on the ground! She's holding you down! And you've been... KISSED! And on the cheek, too! The horror! Heh. Charm Attack's kissing story, however, is the one that involves tongue. Since Charm Attack first heard of germs, he hasn't really been a fan of kissing. In fact, an unasked for kiss on the head or cheek from a grandparent or great grandparent really torques him off. "You got your germs on me," he'll say angrily. "I didn't want your germs on me." The wife and I have had enforce an ask first rule with him. It's little bit odd explaining grownups that if they want to kiss their grandson, they have to ask him first. Recently though, Charm Attack has been all about the kissing only that's not what he really does. What he really likes to do is lean in to give someone a kiss on the cheek and then lick them. Which lead to this scenario: Charm Attack: Dad, can I kiss you on the cheek? Me: Sure, but no licking. Charm Attack gave an annoyed grunt and walked away in disgust only to return a few minutes later, Nintendo DS in hand, wanting help gettng to the Joker in LEGO Batman. Ah the wonder of kids. Feel free to share your own wacky kissing stories. :P I'm off to tackle more copyedits for ReVamped. [Edit: You know, for the record that was supposed to read "wacky KID stories", but I'll leave my freudian slip in place. /sigh] |
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Oh man, I was all about the germs at that age.
Yep, we had germs too. "Boy germs", "girl germs", "[insert child's name here] germs".
Wacky kissing stories...hmm. Okay, here's one, but I've told it before. It's kissing and kids, so it works both ways.
Hubs and I were kissing in the kitchen, like we do. And the girls walked in, and Faerie (the younger one) started asking us for something.
Princess said, "I think they're having sex right now, Faerie."
It was very amusing. And of course we explained that we were in fact just kissing, and that was not sex, and changed the subject because the girls are just seven and almost four and we didn't think the chat needed to go further than that. :-)
That reminds me of an episode of Home Improvement where one of the boys hears the parents having sex and knocks on the door.
The Dad calmly explains that they are having a summersault competitiion.
The next day, the son asks: Who won?
Dad: Your mom won. She always wins.
[the child walks away]
Dad: You *did* win didn't you?
Mom: Twice.
[insert shot of Tim Allen looking pleased with himself.]
My nephew is going through a fun kissing stage...by fun I mean a tad disturbing. We are a big hugs and kisses kind of family...so everyday when we, my sister and I, meet at my Mom's to pick up our kids...there are lots of love being given. We have not experienced the "germ" phase yet.
So, anyway, my nephew has decided that it is fun to give an occassional lizard kiss...he watched some show about lizards on TV and now finds them fascinating. So, it is with a bit of trepidation that we get kissed especially my teenage kids who are in the germ stage a bit. Now, keep in mind that the nephew does not always give you the lizard kiss...so, it really is a crap shoot. He finds it very amusing to see your reaction when you are the lucky chosen one.
Oh, the good times...imagine how embarrassed he will be when we retell this story to him in a few years.
We used to call the licking kiss a 'Snoopy Kiss'. I think my grandma taught it to us. But we were really bad... heck, we still pull that one out once in a while. And now we're creative. We'll go all around the face. Though don't try it on someone with facial hair or stubble. That stuff hurts!!
I believe we used to refer to germs as cooties when I was a kid.
Did I just date myself?