Jude Kiss

Two mornings ago, my mom was holding Jude in her lap during breakfast. He had just woken up and his long, blonde hair was shooting up in several different directions and he was clad only in a diaper. Man child. He was lunging for prohibited items on the table and jumping and waving his hands back and forth when he stopped and just starred at my mom for several seconds. He seemed to be studying her face carefully, his eyebrows knit in concentration. Finally, he leaned over and gave her a kiss, right on the smacker. He is a sweet little wild man.