I'm documenting this conversation with my son to serve as evidence er as insurance er to guilt him into er to forever remember how affectionate he is at this age.
Me (holding 5 year old who is the height of an average 7 year old in my lap): One day you will be too big for me to hold you like this! You use to be my Baby Zack.
Him: Yeah. It's too bad I'm growing up so fast. Maybe you can't hold me but you will always have my huggies and kissies.
Me: Zack, do you really mean that?
Him: Yeah! Even when I'm a teenager, and even when I'm a dad you can still have my huggies and kisses. Because I always want your huggies and kissies because they just make me feel so happy and cuddly.
Me (kissing him on his cheek then hugging him to me cheek to cheek): Zack, please always feel that way.
Him: I will mom. It's the truth!
My sweet baby. I probably kiss him too much, if there is such a thing. But I can't help it. I know at some point it's going to perhaps become inappropriate for me to kiss him so much, but I don't want to think about that right now. I'm definitely getting my overt affection in while I can. One day I'm going to have to control my impulse to pretend my lips are stuck to his cheek to his delight. One day I'm going to have to let him sit somewhere looking so cute and kissable and not ask him if I can kiss his cheek and kiss it twenty times in a row. One day I'm going to have to settle for a hello and goodbye hug and maybe kiss. But I'm convinced that kids come with all those cheeks for a reason. So today, I'm getting it in.