a child's kiss

It's been a LONG time since I've felt the magic of a first kiss...at least 11 years.  This is yet another reason why having the innocence and imagination of a child around is wonderful.  Let me explain.

I was getting my 2 year old out of bed this past Sunday and we were talking as she was standing in her bed & I was kneeling on the other side.  We were kind of hugging although the crib was between us.  This is standard morning practice & I love this time of the day.  This day though I said, "Lilah, can you give mama a kiss?"  She kissed my eye and then said "two" which means she wanted to kiss the other, and then she kissed both my ears.  It was the softest, sweetest thing.  She liked that I did it back to her, too.

An hour or so later that morning she was sitting on the bathroom floor, inspecting her "ouwies" and seeing which ones may need a band-aid (a favorite activity).  She had scraped both her knees a few days before, and little red scratches still remained.  She felt her knee and said "ouwie" then brought her knee up to her mouth and kissed it, then she kissed her other knee, then kissed her first knee again, then patted them and looked around like "all better."  Just watching her I could tell that she really believed the kiss would fix whatever...

It was a beautiful concept of healing and love and observing these actions was purely magical on my end, tiny tingles and all.