I have to say, there are very few things in life that can melt your heart more then the open mouth kiss of a 1 year old. Even though they know no better then to pucker up and smooch like the rest of the seemingly adult world, it doesn't matter. I remember, before I had Gabby, mommy's talking about just that and never really understood the true meaning of what love was. I have now seen the light. As I sit on our couch this afternoon, watching the 'baby channel' on TV, Gabby on lap and sharing a bowl of popcorn (all hulls meticulously removed), she turned to me with the sweetest eyes, leaned in and open mouth kissed me. I think my heart melted... no I didn't butter the popcorn with it... but surely, I could have. These are the moments that make me forget all the long nights, filthy floors and poop on the carpet. Yes, I said poop on the carpet. Today, she up and over-ed the diaper, on the carpé-de-em, all over her hands, in her hair, and even... (barf) on her face. Awesome! Nothing like hanging your toddler from the armpits, up a flight of stairs, down the hallway and into the bathtub and having her look at you like... 'what the hell, mom'. :) Open mouth kisses...that's all I have to say!