Since he was just a wee baby, anytime Chris and I are hugging or (gasp!) kissing, he studies us with intensity, brow furrowed deep in thought. It seems now he's decided to share what he's learning with the world.
Oh the responsibility of parenting. Who we are, we will reproduce in our children, beautiful and terrible. Smooching is sweet but I know we have other patterns, in thought and deed, that are less so, that we hope to not see re-enacted in our children. As we become more whole, our children will have less of our baggage to deal with in their own lives. We will make many, many mistakes in raising Saf and our new little one. Fortunately, there is grace, which "makes beauty out of ugly things".