I kiss him constantly. (I just can't resist nuzzling his soft little cheeks.) This morning when I scooped him up in my arms and kissed his cheeks he laughed, then planted his wide open mouth on the side of my face. He clamped down for a second, and then backed off again to grin at me, squealing in delight and glowing with pride after delivering his drooly little love bite.
Suddenly I realized he wasn't just sucking on my face - he was giving me a kiss. While I know theoretically that CC is his own person with his own feelings and thoughts and everything, it still slays me every time he proves it - like with today's slobbery giggly baby smooch.
After that my heart exploded and I melted into a blubbering puddle of motherly adoration. How am I supposed to get anything done when someone is trying to kill me with cuteness?