Kisses, my love!

Today, I gave in.

I could no longer contain myself.

I kissed my son's cheeks.  It had been over 7 weeks since I've been able to lay my lips on Spencer's cheeks, and I've been aching over it.  He has made SUCH an improvement over the last few days, and I could no longer resist the calling of his sweet, soft, beautiful cheeks.  He's not 100% perfect, but really, really good... good enough for me to 'risk' whatever it is that's left to risk.  He looks amazing.  Like a completely different kid.

I smothered him in about a hundred kisses. He will get a hundred more before the day is done.  Maybe two hundred.

And he laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and giggled hysterically... and got mad when I stopped...  oh, how I will never take kissing a sweet baby's cheeks for granted ever again.

So precious.  I'm so thankful.