Finally a real kiss!

It finally happened- a true kiss from my little man. Normally when we ask for a kiss you lean your head into our faces and we kiss your cheek or forehead. On sunday you were sitting on me and you bent down, put your face right up to mine, pursed your lips, and kissed me on the lips. So sweet! Someday you will think this is gross, but it was so endearing. I didn't even ask for it. Later that day I showed you how to do an eskimo kiss and you thought that was even better.
We went to the 43rd street festival this weekend and it was a lot of fun. The weather was perfect. We went with Pop Pop and Grandma. We walked up and down the street, said hi to neighbors, drew on the sidewalks, got your face painted, and listened to music. We just barely got your face painted. The face painter used a cricket stamp and as soon she put it on you looked really concerned and tried to wipe it off. It was a wonderful Sunday! We played with dad and took the dogs on a walk too. By the end you were exhausted!