the best kisser

Heather: "Can you give Auntie Liz a kiss?"

James: [Action] *blink blink*, walks over and delicately places his lips on my cheek

Liz: "Aw, thank. You're the best kisser ever!"


Once I figured out how easy it'd be to keep receiving kisses, the only thing that kept coming out of my mouth was, "James...can I get a kiss?" Most of those kisses came in the form of a nose-bop on my cheek, but I didn't discriminate.

Thank you, you hunk-of-a-chunk!