Mikah has finally figured out how to give kisses. Big sloppy wet kisses. Ah, bliss.
Today he was so busy trading kisses between his dad, Lukas and I that he got overloaded and started kissing his Leap Frog table. When he looked up he had the same embarrased look that the cat gets when he tries to jump over the gate, misses, and slides back down. It was too cute.
Poor Mikah. Poor Whiskers.